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Thanks for the memoryOf things I can't forget, journeys on a jetOur wond'rous week in Martinique and Vegas and rouletteHow lucky I wasAnd thanks for the memoryOf summers by the sea, dawn in WaikikiWe had a pad in London but we didn't stop for teaHow cozy it wasNow since our breakup I wake upAlone on a gray morning-afterI long for the sound of your laughterAnd then I see the laugh's on meBut, thanks for the memoryOf every touch a thrill, I've been through the millI've lived a lot and learned a lot, you loved me not and stillI miss you so muchThanks for the memoryOf how we used to jog even in a fogThat barbecue in Malibu, away from all the smogHow rainy it wasThanks for the memorySongtexteOf letters I destroyed, books that we enjoyedTonight the way things look, I need a book by Sigmund FreudHow brainy he wasGone are those evenings on BroadwayTogether we'd go to a great showBut now I begin with the Late ShowAnd wish that you were watching, tooI know it's a fallacyThat grown men never cry, baby, that's a lieWe had our bed of roses, but forgot that roses dieAnd thank you so much Aus Songtexte Mania