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 at a truck stop sort of pregnant,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie by the off-ramp,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

The painters knew I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd run off at her health club,
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.

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