Smoke Rings

Gene Gifford/Ned Washington Tell me where do they go These smoke rings i blow each night What do they do these circles of blue and white Why do they seem to picture a dream of love Why do they fade my phantom parade of love 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 take me above with you 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 Take me with you