Thanks for the memory Of things I can't forget Journeys on a jet Our wonderous week in Martinique And Vegas and roulette How lucky I was And thanks for the memory Of summers by the sea Dawn in Waikiki We had a pad in London But we didn't stop for tea How cozy it was Now since our breakup I wake up Alone on a gray morning-after I long for the sound of your laughter And then I see the laugh's on me But thanks for the memory Of every touch a thrill I've been through the mill I've lived a lot and learned a lot You loved me not and still I miss you so much Thanks for the memory Of how we used to jog Even in a fog That barbecue in Malibu Away from all the smog How rainy it was Thanks for the memory Of letters I destroyed Books that we enjoyed Tonight the way things look I need a book by Sigmund Freud How brainy he was Gone are those evenings on B.roadway Together we'd go to a great show But now I begin with the late show And wish that you Were watching, too I know it's a fallacy That grown men never cry Baby, that's a lie We had our bed of roses But forgot that roses die 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 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.

Thanks for the dance I'm sorry you're tired The evening has hardly begun Thanks for the dance Try to look inspired One two three, one two three one There's a rose in your hair Your shoulders are bare You've been wearing this costume forever So turn up the music, pour out the wine Stop at the surface, the surface is fine We don't need to go any deeper Thanks for the dance I hear that we're married One two three, one two three, one Thanks for the dance And the baby you carried It was almost a daughter, or a son And there's nothing to do, but to wonder if you Are as hopeless as me, and as decent We're joined in the spirit, joined at the hip Joined in the panic, wondering If we've come to some sort of agreement Da, da, da-da Da, da, da-da It was fine, it was fast We were first, we were last In line at the Temple of Pleasure But the green was so green, and the blue was so blue I was so I, and you were so you The crisis was light as a feather Thanks for the dance It was hell, it was swell, it was fun Thanks for all the dances One two three, one two three, one Da, da, da-da Da, da, da-da

Ev'ry honeybee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me I don't blame them goodness knows Honeysuckle rose When you're passin' by flowers drop and sigh And I know the reason why You're much sweeter goodness knows Honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar you just have to touch my cup You're my sugar it's so sweet when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips You're confection goodness knows Honeysuckle rose. Don't buy sugar you just have to touch my cup You're my sugar it's so sweet when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips You're confection goodness knows Honeysuckle rose I said you're confection goodness knows Honeysuckle rose

Creme tangerine de Montelimar A ginger sling with a pineapple heart A coffee dessert, yes, you know it's good news But you'll have to have them all pulled out After the Savoy truffle Cool cherry cream (nice apple tart) I feel your taste all the time we're apart Coconut fudge really blows down the blues But you'll have to have them all pulled out After the Savoy truffle You might not feel it now But when the pain cuts through You're going to know and how The sweat is going to fill your head When it becomes too much You're going to shout aloud (But you'll have to have them all pulled out) (After the Savoy truffle) Creme tangerine (de Montelimar) A ginger sling with a pineapple heart A coffee dessert, yes, you know it's good news But you'll have to have them all pulled out After the Savoy truffle