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 in a gay bar ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core.

My Pooh Bear said I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out in her Maytag,
I never had the chance to say goodbye.

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