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Lyrics to "Thanks for the Memory"


Many versions of the song exist, but here are the lyrics as sung in the movie
THANKS FOR THE MEMORY
(Ralph Rainger / Leo Robin)
Bob Hope


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.

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Those may be lyrics you found in print someplace, but here are the lyrics transcribed from the movie:

Thanks for the Memory

Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons, swinging Harlem tunes
Motor trips and burning lips
And burning toast and prunes
How lovely it was

Thanks for the memory
Of Candlelight and wine, castles on the Rhine,
the Parthenon, and moments on
the Hudson River line
How lovely it was

Many's a time that we feasted
And many's a time that we fasted
Oh well it was swell while it lasted
We did have fun
And no harm done

Thanks for the memory
Of crap games on the floor, nights in Singapore
You might have been a headache, but you never were a bore
I thank you so much

Thanks for the memory
Of China’s funny walls, transatlantic calls
That weekend at Niagara when we hardly saw the falls
How lovely that was
Thank you.

Thanks for the memory
Of lunch from 12 to 4, sunburn at the shore
That pair of gay pajamas that you bought and never wore
Say whatever happened to those pajamas? Huh?

Letters with sweet little secrets, that couldn’t be put in a day wire
Too bad it all had to go haywire
That’s life I guess, I love
Your dress.
Do you?
It’s pretty

Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave, rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin when a fellow needs a shave
I thank you, so much


Thanks for the memory
Of Gardens at Versailles, and beef and kidney pie
The night you worked and then came home with lipstick on your tie
How lovely that was
Huh?

…For the memories
Of lingerie with lace, yes and pilsner by the case
And how I jumped the day you trumped, my one and only ace
How louse (beat) lovely that was

We said goodbye with a highball,
Then I got as high as a steeple,
Didja?
But we were intelligent people,
No tears, no fuss,
Hooray for us.

Strictly entre 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

(Sobbing) Oh Buzz,
(Holding Cleo) Darling, I know
I know dear.

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