When the angostura runs a little low And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you.