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 jail cell stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore.
She was drinkin' Dr. Pepper in the twilight,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore.

She asked me if I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me she loved my one blue eye,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green in her Maytag,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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