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 those training pants she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili but I loved her,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

My hamster thought I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me she loved my one blue eye,
But who'd have thought she'd boogie with a robot,
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.

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