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 at a truck stop poppin' uppers,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was slurpin' up linguini in her muu-muu,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.

I shrieked in pain I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd make it in my Edsel,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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