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 treehouse poppin' uppers,
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne with her cobra,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

I shrieked in pain I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me that Nixon didn't lie,
But who'd have thought she'd run off with her guru,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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