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 never loved 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 read the news
Rub his forehead with a gentle touch
Mornings after when he's had too much
Kiss him gently when he cuddles 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
For he's not the man for me