I met her in a jail cell stoned on oatmeal; I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore; She was sobbin' at the toll booth with Led-Zeppelin,      and I knew that she would be an easy score; Her rabbi said I'd pick my nose forever; She said to me that Nixon didn't lie; But who'd have thought she'd freak out with my best friend; I never had the chance to say goodbye.

Welcome to the Country Western Song Machine! This site generates random lyrics for western songs. Pretty nifty, huh?