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 gay bar poppin' uppers,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny in the twilight,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

The judge declared I'd stay a dwarf forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled in my Edsel,
You'd think at least that she'd have said goodbye.

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