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