Thomas O'Malley Cat - Phil Harris

I like a cheech-a-cheech-chee-roni

Like they make at home or A healthy fish

with the big backbone

I’m Abraham deLacy

Giuseppe Casey

Thomas O’Malley

O’Malley, the alley cat!

I’ve got that wanderlust

Gotta walk the scene

Gotta kick up highway dust

Feel the grass that’s green

Gotta strut them city streets

Showin' off my Eclat, yeah

Tellin' my friends

of the social elite

Or some cute cat

I happen to meet

that I’m

Abraham deLacy

Giuseppe Casey

Thomas O’Malley

O’Malley, the alley cat!

I’m king of the highway

Prince of the boulevard

Duke of the avant garde

The world is my back yard

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

It’s the road of life

make no mistake, for me Yeah, Abraham deLacy

Giuseppe Casey

Thomas O’Malley

O’Malley, the alley cat!

That’s right

And I’m very proud of that

yeah