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!


I met her in a treehouse sort of pregnant,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew she'd bought her dentures in a store.

The blood test showed I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me our love would never die,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green in my Edsel,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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