Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons
And swingy Harlem tunes
Of motor trips and burning lips
And burning toast and prunes
How lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of candlelight and wine
And castles on the Rhine
Your cosy chair and parties where
We sang Sweet Adeline
How Lovely it was
Many is the time that we feasted
And many is 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
Of nights in Singapore
You might have been a bringdown
But you never were a bore
So thank you so much
We said good-bye with a high ball
And I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears no fuss
Hooray for us
And thanks for the memory
And strictly entre-nous
Darling, how are you?
And how are all the little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you
Cheerio and toodle-oo
And thank you so much