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Lyrics: A whiter shade of pale (Procol Harum)

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    We skipped the light fandango
    Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
    I was feeling kinda seasick
    But the crowd called out for more
    The room was humming harder
    As the ceiling flew away
    When we called out for another drink
    And the waiter brought a tray

    And so it was that later
    As the miller told his tale
    That her face, at first just ghostly,
    Turned a whiter shade of pale

    She said, "There is no reason
    And the truth is plain to see."
    But I wandered through my playing cards
    And they would not let her be
    One of sixteen vestal virgins
    Who were leaving for the coast
    And although my eyes were open wide
    They might have just as well been closed

    And so it was that later
    As the miller told his tale
    That her face, at first just ghostly,
    Turned a whiter shade of pale

    She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
    Though we were miles at sea.
    I pointed out this detail
    And forced her to agree,
    Saying, "You must be the mermaid
    Who took King Neptune for a ride."
    And she smiled at me so sweetly
    That my anger straightway died.

    And so it was that later
    As the miller told his tale
    That her face, at first just ghostly,
    Turned a whiter shade of pale

    If music be the food of love
    Then laughter is it's queen
    And likewise if behind is in front
    Then dirt in truth is clean
    My mouth by then like cardboard
    Seemed to slip straight through my head
    So we crash-dived straightway quickly
    And attacked the ocean bed

    And so it was that later
    As the miller told his tale
    That her face, at first just ghostly,
    Turned a whiter shade of pale




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