Cheers to choccy for sending me the original mail that ended up being this web page. I've turned it into a little program that does the random selection for you. No idea who the original author was, sorry!

For the next verse, simply click your browser's "reload" button. Keep singing!

Nick

I met her outside Fresno poppin' uppers,
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand but I loved her,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

The painters knew I'd live off her forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive at her health club,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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