Shakey threw a party that lasted all night   Everybody drank a lot of something nice   There was an old fashioned band of married men   Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so      The ladies looked bad but the music was sad   No one took their eyes off Lorraine   She shimmered and she strolled like a Chicago moll   Her feathers looked better and better - it was so-so      Yea! it was time to unfreeze   When the Reverend Alabaster danced on his knees   Slam! so it wasn't a game   Cracking all the mirrors in shame      CHORUS   Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man   He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon   Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man   He walks like a jerk   But he's only taking care of the room   Must be in tune      A Benny Goodman fan painted holes in his hands   So Shakey hung him up to dry   The pundits were hoking the manholes were smoking   And every bottle battled with the reason why      The girl on the phone wouldn't leave me alone   A throw back from someone's LP   A lemon in a bag played the Tiger Rag   And the bodies on the screen stopped bleeding      Yeah! I was shaking like a leaf   For I couldn't understand the conversation   Yeah! I ran to the street, looking for information      CHORUS      Watch that man (repeat ad inf.)