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 all hunched over,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was slurpin' up linguini on her elbows,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

I told her shrink I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd make it on "The Gong Show",
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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