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A Whiter Shade Of Pale 
Hard
de Procol Harum
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We skipped a fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was kind of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, I'm on shore leave
in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And would not let her be
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my straightway died
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
a whiter shade of pale
She 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 for the coast
At the moment my eyes were open
just as well have been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller his tale
That her at first ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
a whiter shade of pale
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was kind of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, I'm on shore leave
in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And would not let her be
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my straightway died
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
a whiter shade of pale
She 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 for the coast
At the moment my eyes were open
just as well have been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller his tale
That her at first ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
a whiter shade of pale
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