THOMAS O'MALLEY CAT
(Words and Music by Terry Gilkyson)
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 
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 avant garde
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
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!