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 nightmare ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail with Miss Piggy,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

The blood test showed I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd make it on "The Gong Show",
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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