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!


I met her in a jail cell wrestlin' gators,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie by the off-ramp,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore.

My hamster thought I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd make it with her guru,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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