Where do they go? The smoke rings I blow each night Oh what do they do those circles of blue and white? Why do they seem to picture a dream of ______ Why do they fade that phantom parade of love
Puff puff puff puff your cares away Puff puff puff Night and day Blow blow them into air silky little rings Blow blow them everywhere give your troubles wings
Oh little smoke rings I love Please take me above Take me with you