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 wrestlin' gators,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail on her elbows,
and I knew that she would be an easy score.

I knew deep down I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me that Nixon didn't lie,
But who'd have thought she'd make it with no clothes on,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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