“I don’t want him you can have him
You can have him ‘cause 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 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”
— Nina Simone
