Stan Getz - Thanks For The Memory lyrics
[Stan Getz - Thanks For The Memory lyrics]
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 Schubert's Serenade
Little things of jade and traffic jams
And anagrams and bills we never paid
How lovely it was
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
I wonder if we did the right thing
Oh, well, that's life, I guess
I love your dress
Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Of rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
Thank you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of tinkling temple bells alma mater yells
And Cuban rum and towels from
The very best hotels oh how lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor
Hash with Dinty Moore
That pair of gay pajamas that you bought
And never wore
We said goodbye with a highball
Then I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss hooray for us
Strictly entire nous darling, how are you?
And how are all those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you cheerio and toodle oo
Thank you thank you so much
Nothing in my purse and chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse how lovely it was
Thanks for the memory of Schubert's Serenade
Little things of jade and traffic jams
And anagrams and bills we never paid
How lovely it was
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
I wonder if we did the right thing
Oh, well, that's life, I guess
I love your dress
Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Of rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
Thank you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of tinkling temple bells alma mater yells
And Cuban rum and towels from
The very best hotels oh how lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor
Hash with Dinty Moore
That pair of gay pajamas that you bought
And never wore
We said goodbye with a highball
Then I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss hooray for us
Strictly entire nous darling, how are you?
And how are all those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you cheerio and toodle oo
Thank you thank you so much