Track byBenny Goodman and His Orchestra
A cigarette that bares a lipsticks traces An airline ticket to romantic places Still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumblin words That told you what my heart meant A fair ground painted swings These foolish things remind me of you You came you saw you conquered me When you did that to me I new somehow this had to be The winds of march that made my heart a dancer A telephone that rings but who's to answer Oh how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you