(1951) irving berlin 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 Oh oh 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