A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
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An airline ticket to romantic places
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And still my heart has wings
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These foolish things remind me of you.
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A tinkling piano in the next apartment
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Those stumblin'words That told you what my heart meant
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A fairground's painted swings
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These foolish things
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remind me of you.
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You came,
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You saw,
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You conquered me
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When you did that to me
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I knew somehow this had to be
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The winds of March That made my heart a dancer
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A telephone that rings But who's to answer
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Oh, how the ghost of you clings
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These foolish things
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Remind me of you
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First daffodils
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And long excited cables
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And candle lights
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on little corner tables
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And still my heart has wings
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These foolish things remind me of you
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The park at evening
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When the bell has sounded
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The Isle de France
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With all the gulls around it
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The beauty that is spring
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These foolish things
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Remind me of you
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How strange,
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How sweet,
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To find you still,
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These things are dear to me
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They seem to bring you near to me
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The sigh of midnight trains
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At empty stations
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Silk stockings thrown aside
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Dance invitations
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Oh how the ghost of you clings
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These foolish things
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Remind me of you
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Gardenia perfume
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Lingering on a pillow
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Wild strawberries
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Only seven francs a kilo
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And still my heart has wings,
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These foolish things,
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Remind me of you
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The smile of Garbo
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And the scent of roses
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The waiters whistling
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As the last bar closes
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The song that Crosby sings
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These foolish things
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Remind me of you
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How strange
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How sweet
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To find you still
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These things are dear to me
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They seem to bring you near to me
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The scent of smoldering leaves
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The wail of steamers
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Two lovers on the street
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Who walk like dreamers
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Oh how the ghost of you clings
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These foolish things
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Remind me of you.
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These Foolish Things
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| Etta James |
