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 dead all over,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand with a wetback,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The blood test showed I'd live off her forever,
She said to me she'd have a swiss on rye,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green with my best friend,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

This stuff is maintained by Nick Waterman - Email Me