I don't want him, you can have 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'm afraid I never loved him   Sweetie 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 underwear and darn his socks      Fetch his slippers and remove his shoes   Wipe his glasses when he's read the news   Rub his forehead with a gentle touch      Mornings after when he's had a little too much   Kiss him gently when he cuddles near   And give him babies one for every year      So you see that I don't want him, you can have him   You can have him 'cos I don't want him   Because he's not the man for me      Then I'd close the window while he soundly slept   Then I'd raid the icebox where the food is kept   I'd fix the breakfast that would please him most      Eggs and coffee some apricot juice and some buttered toast   Then I'd go out and buy the papers   And when they've been read spend the balance of the day in bed      So you see that I don't want him, you can have him   You can have him 'cos I don't want 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   You can have him, I don't want him 'cos he's not the man for me