1. THANKS FOR THE MEMORY (WHAM BAM THANK YOU MAM)

Cuma westas chickadee
Have a housemaid on your knee
Eat an apple ev'ry day
An onion keeps ev'ryone away

Have an athlete on your feet
Have some lovesmell on your shee
Eat an apple ev'ry day
The doctor has got to keep away

[Chorus]
He'll tell you
Thanks for the mem'ry
Thanks for it all
Wham bam
Thank you mam
Thanks for the ball.

Have a burgular alarm
Have a milkmaid on your farm
Can you raise a ballyhoo
If only there's nothing else to do.

Have some butter with your fly
They sald bananas could get you high
Eat an apple ev'ry day
The doctor has got to earn his pay

[Chorus]
He'll tell you
Thanks for the mem'ry
Thanks for it all
Wham bam
Thank you mam
Thanks for the ball.

- [BREAK] SOLO -

Cuma westas chickadee
Tap the water on your knee
Eat an apple ev'ry day
The doctor has got to keep away

[Chorus]
He'll tell you
Thanks for the mem'ry
Thanks for it all
Wham bam
Thank you mam
Thanks for the ball.


2. RAINING IN MY CHAMPAGNE

Yeah!
I got a hole burnin' in my pocket, I got a geetar that wants to rock
I got a tune an' I wanna sock it with electrical shock, yeah … hey hey hey hey

I got some ants in my pants an' they're a-jumpin'
I've gotta get a shot of rhythm 'n' blues
I've got some hot stuff inside an' it's a-pumpin'
Down to my shoes, yay yay

[Chorus]
It's raining down on me champagne
it's raining champagne
Let it rain, let it rain let it rain, let it rain
It's raining, raining, raining champagne
it's raining, raining, rainin'
It's gettin' into my brain, let it rain in my brain, again … again … again

I've got some soul burnin' in my pocket
I've got a hard workin' ol' mojo
I've got a geetar an' I wanna rock it
So come on let's go, go … go ho ho ho

Now there are some think it's mindless bashin' an' there are some who we'll never get to
An' there are some who really like it crashin'
How about you, you … you ?

[Chorus]
It's raining down on me champagne (it's raining champagne)
Let it rain, let it rain (let it rain, let it rain)
It's raining, raining, raining champagne (it's raining, raining, rain, yeah)
It's gettin' into my brain, let it rain in my brain,
again… again … again … again … again … again … again

I've got a hole burnin' in my pocket, Got a geetar an' I wanna rock it
I 've got a tune an' I wanna sock it with electrical shock, yeah … yeah

[Chorus] (x3)