You Can Have Him

You can have him, I don't want him He's not worth fighting for Besides there's plenty more where he came from I don't want him, you can have him I'm givin' him the sack So he can go right back, where he came from I'm afraid I never loved him He'd be better off with you I could never make him happy All I ever wanted to do was Run my fingers through his curly locks Mend his clothing, darn his socks (Live at The Pigalle: Mend his underware and darn his socks) Fetch his slippers and remove his shoes Wipe his glasses when he read the news Rub his forehead with a gentle touch Mornings after when he had a little to much Kiss him gently when he cuddled near And give him babies one for every year So you see That you can have him, I don't want him I don't want him, you can have him Because he's not the man for me Then I close the windows while he soundly slept Then I brayed the icebox where the food is kept I'd fix him breakfast that would please him most (Live at Talk Of The Town: I'd fix him breakfast he prefers the most) Eggs and coffee and some buttered toast ... (crying) Then I go out and buy the papers And when they've been read Spend the balance of the day in bed So you see That you can have him, I don't want him I don't want him, you can have him Because he's not my man I don't want him, you can have him You can have him, I don't want him I don't want him, you can have him Because he's not the man for me