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!