A Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum ; S& ~0 ]8 U4 V+ c* |& H. o& i( y" n, e& W3 Y! Y9 S9 a! J) O K4 e$ Z
- o1 @) j+ k/ t$ o 5 U9 k: o+ ^' H* r0 nWe skipped the light fandango1 n, ?) y' L: S6 v# Y: d
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor 5 c. N- |& ~3 I/ [' n! v" sI was feeling kinda' seasick: @6 a5 f& T9 X! V8 o
the crowd called out for more 9 R) m" P# I& B0 H3 ]the room was humming harder 2 d5 P+ j3 e2 F1 G" a7 G8 Vas the ceiling flew away# X' p9 M9 u& L4 b+ z- v7 O
when we called out for another drink * ~2 t+ c0 {2 {* F4 othe waiter brought a tray+ Y& l$ G- l1 n* h
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and so it was that later5 c& ^+ l: J9 m) O) e6 C- K
as a mirror told its tale % U, ~3 D( L; u6 | v3 @' |0 Ythat her face at first just ghostly% W+ [( w, m# Z! ~4 Z# {
turned a whiter shade of pale/ o' q4 ^/ V5 `/ L7 T& U
2 |. C0 G( d, J& ^0 B# gShe said: "There is no reason: _' O( h; m l
and the truth is plain to see" 5 J* A! W2 O- g0 bbut I wandered through my playing cards% [) G0 i0 t7 k' g& y5 v
would not let her be$ u: E: F4 I3 E
one of sixteen vestal virgins/ I% j; f6 _. f3 r$ x/ a
who were leaving for the coast : Q5 \" g& R2 H2 y7 S. g: [% Cand although my eyes were open% P* R5 J+ b0 F
they might just as well've been closed$ U$ y3 h. E& t) e4 A
: o- q3 p0 n% O" T8 Aand so it was that later 8 y" H: Z: t" f" E: Sas the miller told his tale- a0 o: J/ ]/ f" J# ?
that her face at first just ghostly, w5 P8 R+ x9 K# {
turned a whiter shade of pale..