I want to be your mother's son-in-law

You don't have to have a hanker
To be a broker or a banker
No, sirree, just live to be
My mother's son-in-law!

Needn't even think of tryin',
To be a mighty social lion
Sippin' tea, if you will be,
My mother's son-in-law!

Ain't got the least desire
To set the world on fire
Just wish you'd make it proper,
To call my old man papa!

You don't have to sing like Bledsoe,
You can tell the world I said so,
Can't you see you got to be,
My mother's son-in-law!

You don't have to sing like Bledsoe,
You can tell the world I said so,
Can't you see you've got to be,
My mama's son-in-law!