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.

[Instrumental Break]

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

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

[Instrumental Break]

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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