Year Two, Week Fifty-One: “Kevin Bacon’s Son in Law”

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna be the president
I don’t wanna be a resident
of some mansion on the hill in Chickasaw
I don’t wanna be an alligator
I don’t wanna be a regulator
I wanna be Kevin Bacon’s son in law

Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Only one degree between him and me
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Gonna be footloose and fancy free

I don’t wanna be a CEO
I don’t wanna be an old scarecrow
listening to them birds go caw caw caw
I don’t wanna be an imposition
I don’t wanna be an inquisiton
I wanna be Kevin Bacon’s son in law

I don’t wanna be a telecaster
I don’t wanna be a sushi master
cutting up little fish and serving them raw
I don’t wanna be no hickory switch
I don’t wanna be a son of a bitch
I wanna be Kevin Bacon’s son in law

Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Only one degree between him and me
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Gonna be footloose and fancy free

I don’t wanna be a lemon peeler
I don’t wanna be a rare book dealer
talking about Ginny Woolf and G.B. Shaw
I don’t wanna be no franks and beans
I don’t even know what that means
I wanna be Kevin Bacon’s son in law

Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Only one degree between him and me
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Kevin Bacon’s son in law
Gonna be footloose and fancy free, oh yeah
Gonna be footloose and fancy free, oh yeah
I’m gonna be so footloose and fancy free

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