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 underwear 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