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Classic Song Lyrics

 

"A Whiter Shade of Pale"

 

We skipped the light fandango
Turned some cartwheels across the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
When the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
And the ceiling flew away
When I called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was later
When the miller told this 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"
That I wandered through my playing cards
And could not let her be, no
One of 16 vestal virgins
Who was leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well have been closed
And so it was later
When the miller told this tale
He said that her face at first just ghostly
And then turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was later
When the miller told this tale
He said that her face at first just ghostly
Then turned a whiter shade of pale
Oh, just a whiter shade of pale
Then turned a whiter shade of pale
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