A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
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 Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
 I was feeling kinda seasick
 
 But the crowd called out for more
 
 The room was humming harder
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 As the ceiling flew away
 
 When we called out for another drink
 The waiter brought a tray
 And so it was that later
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 As the miller told his tale
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 That her face, at first just ghostly
 Turned a whiter shade of pale
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 She said, "There is no reason
 
 And the truth is plain to see"
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 But I wandered through my playing cards
 
 And would not let her be
 One of sixteen vestal virgins
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 Who were leaving for the coast
 
 And although my eyes were open
 
 They might just as well have 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
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 And so it was that later
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 As the miller told his tale