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Song Parodies -> "Obutta-roma"
Original Song Title:
"Oklahoma"
Original Performer:
Rogers and Hammerstein
Parody Song Title:
"Obutta-roma"
Parody Written by:
Eye1zLotto
The Lyrics
An immortal broadway showtune, dedicated to what else: FLATULENCE! I loved scribbing this one. Try singing along with piano back-up. You'll be the star of any party! (www.oktourism.com/chilren_lyrics.asp)Eye1
OBUTTA-ROMA
New York Steak!
Full-up plate, carbo-hyd- rate!
Gonna eat some Reeses, corndogs and Budweiser's
Pound of peanut brittle
Chips and appetizers!
Hours in front of TV, where I mostly consume
Plen'y e-claires, and plen'y more soon!
Plen'y more room for Jell-O, I hope
Plen'y of farts and, no anti-dote!
Obutta-roma, where that smells starts creeping in your brain
From across the street, the trace of rancid meat
When the wind I pass, relieves my pain
Obutta-roma, Every night my tummy gas gets so high
Sleep alone and balk, from drink'n liquid chalk
Stopp'n hazy clouds from near my thigh
I'll blow outside when I can
And the food that I eat should be bland!
But when I say
Yeeow! Ohthatoneslipp'daway!
I'm soon be say'n
Yours, not mine, Obutta-roma!
Obutta-roma, Oy Veh!
Obutta-roma, where that smells starts creeping in your brain
From across the street, the trace of rancid meat
When the wind I pass, relieves my pain
Obutta-roma, Every night my tummy gas gets so high
Sleep alone and balk, from drink'n liquid chalk
Stopp'n hazy clouds from near my thigh
I'll blow outside when I can
And the food that I eat should be bland!
But when I say
Yeeow! Ohthatoneslipp'daway
I'm soon be say'n
Yours, not mine, Obutta-roma!
Obutta-roma, Oy Veh!
New York Steak!
Full-up plate, carbo-hyd- rate!
Gonna eat some Reeses, corndogs and Budweiser's
Pound of peanut brittle
Chips and appetizers!
Hours in front of TV, where I mostly consume
Plen'y e-claires, and plen'y more soon!
Plen'y more room for Jell-O, I hope
Plen'y of farts and, no anti-dote!
Obutta-roma, where that smells starts creeping in your brain
From across the street, the trace of rancid meat
When the wind I pass, relieves my pain
Obutta-roma, Every night my tummy gas gets so high
Sleep alone and balk, from drink'n liquid chalk
Stopp'n hazy clouds from near my thigh
I'll blow outside when I can
And the food that I eat should be bland!
But when I say
Yeeow! Ohthatoneslipp'daway!
I'm soon be say'n
Yours, not mine, Obutta-roma!
Obutta-roma, Oy Veh!
Obutta-roma, where that smells starts creeping in your brain
From across the street, the trace of rancid meat
When the wind I pass, relieves my pain
Obutta-roma, Every night my tummy gas gets so high
Sleep alone and balk, from drink'n liquid chalk
Stopp'n hazy clouds from near my thigh
I'll blow outside when I can
And the food that I eat should be bland!
But when I say
Yeeow! Ohthatoneslipp'daway
I'm soon be say'n
Yours, not mine, Obutta-roma!
Obutta-roma, Oy Veh!
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Very good I liked it a lot , I am a proud Oklahoman! Actually not I live in Norman and I can't wait until I move to New York!
WOW! This must have taken a month to compose. I mean, your rhyming dictionary must be torn to bits. Anyway, I can just see this version performed in a comedy club anywhere. It is an absolute gas (excuse the pun). It's way beyond excellent, is there more?
Nice work I loved it! Just curious do you live in Oklahoma?
Nope. Live in Meeeeeeechigan! And thank you for the nice comments. This was my toughest one to date. Eye1
But....how can you pace the title of the song so incorrectly? {Oh-butt-a-roma, O-kla-hom-a] 5 beats to 4 beats--it irks me.
Agrimorphee: wrong dashes, mybad It goes this way: O-butt-arom-a O-kla-hom-a hope that un irks you
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