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