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 arde   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 wrld   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