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 the Stone Age at McDonald's,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

Her rabbi said I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive with no clothes on,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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