Thanks for the Memory

Thanks for the memory Of sentimental verse and nothing in my purse And chuckles when the preacher said, "For better or for worse" How lovely it was Thanks for the memory Of rainy afternoons that pulls me by the case And how I jumped the day you trunked my burning toast and prunes How lovely it was 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 So, thanks for the memory Of sunburns at the shore, darling, how are you? You might have been a headache, but you never were a bore I'm awfully glad I met you, cheerio and toodle-oo And thank you so much