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 boxer shorts she wore.
She was drinkin' Dr. Pepper but I loved her,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

My Pooh Bear said I'd hate her dog forever,
She said to me she'd have a swiss on rye,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up with a robot,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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