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 outside Fresno sort of pregnant,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was drinkin' Dr. Pepper with a wetback,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

Her rabbi said I'd live off her forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive in her Maytag,
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.

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