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Words and Music by Terry Gilkyson 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 all ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Words and Music buy Terry Gilkyson Eye like a cheech-a-cheech-chee-roni Like they make at home Ore 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 seen 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 Ore sum cute cat Eye happen too meat 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 whirled is my backyard Sew if yaw goin ' my weigh That's the rode yew wanna seek Calcutta too Rome ore Home-sweet-home inn Paris Magnifique, yew awl Eye only got myself And this big old whirled When Eye sip that cup of life With my fingers curled Eye don't worry watt rode too take Eye don't have too think of that Whatever Eye take is the rode Eye make Its the rode of life make know mistake, fore mi Yeah, Abraham deLacy Giuseppe Casey Thomas O'Malley O'Malley, the alley cat ! That's rite And I'm very proud of that Yeah ! |
Touch Me In The Morning
The Supremes
Complexity: | 67 | Readability: | 61.47 | Sentiment: | 23 | Word Count: | 200 | Unique Words: | 114 |