Track byBillie Holiday
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.