Thanks for the Memory
Thanks for the memory
Of candlelight and wine,
Castles on the Rhine,
The Parthenon and moments on the Hudson River Line.
How lovely it was!
Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons,
Swingy Harlem tunes,
And motor trips and burning lips and burning toast and prunes.
How lovely it was!
Many's the time that we feasted,
And many's the time that we fasted.
Oh well, it was swell while it lasted;
We did have fun
And no harm done.
And thanks for the memory
Of sunburns at the shore,
Nights in Singapore.
You might have been a headache but you never were a bore,
So thank you so much.
Awf'ly glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo,
And thank you so much!
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles when the preacher said " For better or for worse. "
How lovely it was!
Thanks for the memory
Of lingerie with lace,
Pilsner by the case,
And how I jumped the day you trumped my one and only ace.
How lovely it was!
We said good-bye with a highball,
Then I got as high as a steeple.
But we were intelligent people,
No tears, no fuss,
Hurray for us.
So thanks for the memory,
And strictly entre nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all the little dreams that never did come true?
Awf'ly glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo,
And thank you so much!
Of candlelight and wine,
Castles on the Rhine,
The Parthenon and moments on the Hudson River Line.
How lovely it was!
Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons,
Swingy Harlem tunes,
And motor trips and burning lips and burning toast and prunes.
How lovely it was!
Many's the time that we feasted,
And many's the time that we fasted.
Oh well, it was swell while it lasted;
We did have fun
And no harm done.
And thanks for the memory
Of sunburns at the shore,
Nights in Singapore.
You might have been a headache but you never were a bore,
So thank you so much.
Awf'ly glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo,
And thank you so much!
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles when the preacher said " For better or for worse. "
How lovely it was!
Thanks for the memory
Of lingerie with lace,
Pilsner by the case,
And how I jumped the day you trumped my one and only ace.
How lovely it was!
We said good-bye with a highball,
Then I got as high as a steeple.
But we were intelligent people,
No tears, no fuss,
Hurray for us.
So thanks for the memory,
And strictly entre nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all the little dreams that never did come true?
Awf'ly glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo,
And thank you so much!
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