Thomas O'Malley

I like a cheech-a-cheech-chee-roni

Like they make at home

Or a healthy fish with a big backbone

I'm Abraham deLacy

Guiseppe Casey

Thomas O'Malley

O'Malley, the alley cat

I've got a wanderlust

Gotta walk the scene

Gotta kick up highway dust

Feel the grass that's green

Gotta strut them city streets

Showin' off my 茅clat, yeah!

Tellin' my friends of the social elite

Or some cute cat I happen to meet

That I'm Abraham deLacy

Guiseppe Casey

Thomas O'Malley

O'Malley, the alley cat

I'm king of the highway

Prince of the boulevard

Duke of the avantgarde

The world is my backyard

So if you're goin' my way

That's the road you wanna seek

Calcutta to Rome or home sweet home

In Paris, magnifique, you all

I only got myself

And this big old world

When I sip that cup of life

With my fingers curled

I don't worry what road to take

I don't have to think of that

Whatever I take is the road I make

The road of life

Make no mistake, for me

Yeah, Abraham deLacy

Guiseppe Casey

Thomas O'Malley

O'Malley, the alley cat

That's right

And I'm very proud of that, yeah!