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 giving him the sack
And he can go right back
Where he came from

I could never make him happy
He'd be better off with you
I'm afraid I'd never love him
All I ever wanted to do was

Run my fingers through his curly locks
Mend his underwear and darn his socks
Fetch his slippers and remove his shoes
Wipe his glasses when he reads the news
Rub his forehead with a gentle touch
Mornings after when he's had too much
Kiss him gently when he cuddled near
Give him babies, one for every year

So you see

I don't want him, you can have him
You can have him, I don't want him
'Cause he's not the man for me

All I ever wanted to do was

Close the window while he soundly slept
Raid the icebox where the food is kept
Cook a breakfast that would please him most
Eggs and coffee and some buttered toast
Wake him gently with a breakfast tray
After breakfast clear the things away
Bring the papers and when they've been read
Spend the balance of the day in bed

So you see

I don't want him, you can have him
You can have him, I don't want him
'Cause he's not the man for me