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 Sheboygan dead all over,
I can still recall that little hat she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie on her elbows,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

I told her shrink I'd salivate forever,
She said to me that Nixon didn't lie,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green with no clothes on,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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