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!