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 poppin' uppers,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail in the twilight,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The judge declared I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd run off in her Maytag,
She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.

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