shirley bassey
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 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 underware 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