The Aristocats - Thomas o'malley lyrics

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 rïght

And I'm very proud of that

Yeah!