A cigarette that bears a lipsticks' traces

An airline ticket to romantic places

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things remind me of you.

A tinkling piano in the next apartment

Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant

A fairgrounds' painted swing

These foolish things remind me of you.

I know that this was bound to be

These things have haunted me

For you, my dear, enchanted me.

The winds of march that make my heart a dancer

A telephone that ring, but whose to answer?

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you.

The smile of garbo

And the scent of roses

The waiters' whistlin' as the last bar closes

The songs that crosby sings

These foolish things remind me of you.

Babe, these things remind me of you.