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 at a truck stop stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was drinkin' Dr. Pepper but I loved her,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.

She asked me if I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up with no clothes on,
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.

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