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 the Stone Age ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie with a wetback,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

I knew deep down I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me her brother's name was Hy,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up on a surfboard,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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