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