And many's the time that we fasted
Oh, well, it was swell while it lasted
We did have fun and no harm done

So thanks for the memory
Of summers at the shore, 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 midnight in Montmarte, galleries of art
We traveled with a smart, so I guess that we were smart
I thank you so much

We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
Now I wonder if we did the right thing
No doubt we did, of course we did

So, 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-loo
And thank you so much