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
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