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 the Stone Age with her father,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail with a wetback,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

The painters knew I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me that Nixon didn't lie,
But who'd have thought she'd grovel with her dentist,
She freaked out on the lawn and screamed goodbye.

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