Tell me where do they go
Those smoke rings I blow each night?
What do they do
Those circles of blue and white?
Why do they seem
To picture a dream of love?
Why do they fade
My phantom parade of love?
Where do they end
Those smoke rings I send on high?
Where are they hurled
When they kiss the world goodbye?
Puff, puff, puff
Puff your cares away
Puff, puff, puff
Night and day
Blow, blow them through the air
Silky little rings
Those little smoke rings I love
Please take me above with you
Blow, blow them through the air
Silky little rings
Those little smoke rings I love
Please take me above
Haaa-ohhhh
Take me with you
