Unfair-Tom Bosley/The Girls

Thanks for the memory Of things I can't forget Journeys on a jet Our wond'rous 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 Broadway 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