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Thanks for the memoryOf sentimental verse,Nothing in my purse,And chucklesWhen the preacher saidFor better or for worse,How lovely it was.Thanks for the memoryOf Schubert's Serenade,Little things of jadeAnd traffic jamsAnd anagramsAnd bills we never paid,How lovely it was.We who could laugh over big thingsWere 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 memoryOf faults that you forgave,Of rainbows on a wave,And stockings in the basinLetras de cancionesWhen a fellow needs a shave,Thank you so much.Thanks for the memoryOf tinkling temple bells,Alma mater yellsAnd Cuban rumAnd towels fromThe very best hotels,Oh how lovely it was.Thanks for the memoryOf cushions on the floor,Hash with Dinty Moore,That pair of gay pajamasThat you boughtAnd 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 allThose little dreamsThat never did come true?Awfully glad I met you,Cheerio and toodle-ooThank you,Thank you so much. From Letras Mania