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 wrestlin' gators,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie but I loved her,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core.

The painters knew I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd make it with no clothes on,
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.

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