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