Want to know what song I’ve had stuck in my head for three days? Groucho Marx’s “Omaha, Nebraska,” a funny, surreal bit of doggerel set to music. I wake up to it, I lie down to it and it is with me all day long. Have a listen, you can go crazy too.
THERE’S A PLACE CALLED OMAHA, NEBRASKA,
In the foothills of Tennessee.
My sweetie told me that someday she’ll meet me at the corner of Delancey Street and Avenue “B”.
From the shores of California to the rockbound coast of Maine
We’ll settle down in Washington D.C.
In the Heart of Omaha, Nebraska,
Where the best things in life are free in the foothills of Tennessee.THERE’S A PLACE CALLED OMAHA, NEBRASKA,
In the foothills of Tennessee.
Each night when day is done we watch the setting sun and listen to the mocking bird sing Mother Machee.
When it’s showing in Alaska where the Swanee River flows
I love like the honey likes the bee.
In the Heart of Omaha, Nebraska,
Where the best things in life are free in the foothills of Tennessee.
Realaudio for “Omaha Nebraska”
(Image: Annabelle in Groucho Disguise!, a Creative Commons Attribution (2.0) image from winton’s photostream)