You Can Have Him - Ella Fitzgerald, Paul Weston

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 never loved him

All I ever wanted to do was

Run my fingers thru his curly locks

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’s had too much

Kiss him gently when he cuddled near

Give him babies one for ev’ry year, so you see

I don’t want him, you can have him

You can have him, I don’t want him

For he’s not the man for me

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

He isn’t my concern

And he can just return where he came from

I would look a trifle silly

Taking him away from you

That was never my intention

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

For he’s not the man for me