文本歌词

These Foolish Things - Etta James (埃塔·詹姆丝)
Written by：Jack Strachey/Eric Maschwitz
A cigarette that bares a lipstick's 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 stumblin'words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
You came
Oh you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow how this had this had to be
The winds of march that made my my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who who's to answer
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
You came
Oh you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow how this had this had to be
The winds of march that made my my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but tell me who's to answer
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
Oh yeah these foolish things crazy me
These foolish things
These crazy things
Oh all these things
Oh remind me of you
These foolish things
Oh the these things