Alberta Nichols / Mann Holiner     You don't have to have a hanker  To be a broker or a banker  No siree, just simply be  My mother's son-in-law.  Needn't even think of tryin'  To be a mighty social lion  Sipping tea, if you'll 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've got to be  My mother's son-in-law.    You don't have to sing like Jessel  You can tell the world I said so  Can't you see, you've got to be  My mother's son-in-law.