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.