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 at a truck stop with Merv Griffin,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili when she shot me,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

The judge declared I'd live off her forever,
She said to me her brother's name was Hy,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out with a robot,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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