These foolish things (remind me of you)tony bennettwords by holt marvell music by jack strachey and harry linkthis version did not chart butin 1936, five versions did: benny goodman (# 1), teddy wilson with billie holiday (# 5), nat brandywynne (# 6), carroll gibbons (# 8), and joe sanders (# 17)then in 1947 red ingles, who perfected his novelty vocals with spike jones, charted a humorous version, "them durn fool things" at # 26.a cigarette that bears a lipstick's tracesan airline ticket to romantic placesand still my heart has wingsthese foolish things remind me of youa tinkling piano in the next apartmentthose stumblin' words that told you what my heart meanta fairground's faded swingsthese foolish things remind me of you you came, you saw, you conquered me when you did that to me i knew somehow that this had to bethe winds of march that make my heart a dancera telephone that rings but who's to answer?oh, how the ghost of you clingsthese foolish things remind me of you<instrumental break> how strange, how sweet, to find you still these things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to methe sigh of midnight trains in empty stationssilk stockings thrown aside, dance invitationsoh, how the ghost of you clingsthese foolish things remind me of you---------other versionthese foolish things benny goodman(marvell/strachey/link) (brian ferry, 1973)oh will you never let me beoh will you never set me freethe ties that bound usare still around usthere's no escape that i can seeand still those little things remainthat bring me happiness or paina cigarette that bears a lipsticks tracesan airline ticket to romantic placesand still my heart has wingsthese foolish thingsremind me of youa tinkling piano in the next apartmentthose stumbling words that told you what my heart meanta fairgrounds painted swingsthese foolish thingsremind me of youyou cameyou sawyou conquered mewhen you did that to me i somehow knew that this had to bethe winds of march that make my heart a dancera telephone that rings but who's to answeroh how the ghost of you clingsthese foolish thingsremind me of yougardenia perfume lingering on a pillowwild strawberries only 7 francs a kiloand still my heart has wingsthese foolish thingsremind me of youi knowthat thiswas bound to bethese things have haunted me for you=b9ve entirely enchanted methe sigh of midnight trains in empty stationssilk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitationsoh how the ghost of you clingsthese foolish thingsremind me of youthe smile of garbo and the scent of rosesthe waiters whistling as the last bar closesthe song that crosby singsthese foolish thingsremind me of youhow strangehow sweetto find you stillthese things are dear to me that seem to bring you so near to methe scent of smoking leaves the wail of steamerstwo lovers on the street who walk like dreamersoh how the ghost of you clingsthese foolish thingsremind me of youjust you...