Meet me at the wheelhoppin'
They got a fella workin' there
that I think you ought to meet
that'll stop you in your tracks
Sun's on the yard by now,
Crushed ice cubes and stainless steel,
Shake it till his hands grow numb,
But a martini, he can make her
He's the man with the cocktail shaker
So cold! You'll see your breath
before you take that first sip
is gonna freeze right to your lip
Crushed ice cubes and stainless steel
Shake it till his hands grow numb,
He's not a Buddhist, nor a Quaker
He's not Herb Alpert, Miles Davis,
whose nickname was Snaker
He's the man with the cocktail shaker
For those who like martinis,
He'll put one drop of herb
within the room humidifier
smuggled straight from France
I recommend you have a fix
you want if you get the chance
Crushed ice cubes and stainless steel,
Shake it till his hands grown
no shots of Jägermeister,
nothing like that in his cocktail
Shake! He's not Vince Mitchell,
Keith Moon or Ginger Baker,
Shake! If it's not time to get up,
He makes martinis in his cocktail shaker
He's the man with the cocktail shaker