(Sweet, sweet mem'ries you gave-a-me,
you can't beat the mem'ries you gave a-me.)
Take one fresh and tender kiss,
add one stolen night of bliss.
One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy,
memories are made of this.
Don't forget a small moonbeam.
Fall in lightly with a dream.
Your lips and mine, two sets of wine,
Memories are made of this.
Then add the wedding bells,
one house where lovers dwell,
three little kids for the flavour.
Stir carefully through the days,
see how the flavour stays,
these are the dreams you'll save her.
With His blessings from above,
serve it generously with love.
One man, one wife, one love through life,
Memories are made of this.
Memories are made of this.
