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 in September,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth on her elbows,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

She asked me if I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd black out in her Maytag,
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.

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