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A Whiter Shade Of Pale 
Hard
by Procol Harum
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We skipped a light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for drink
The waiter a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her at just ghostly
Turned a whiter of pale
She said, I'm on leave
in truth we were at sea
So I her by the glass
And 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 anger straightway died
And so it was that later
As the told his tale
That her face, at first ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered my playing cards
not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who leaving for the coast
At the moment my eyes open
They might just as well have been closed
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for drink
The waiter a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her at just ghostly
Turned a whiter of pale
She said, I'm on leave
in truth we were at sea
So I her by the glass
And 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 anger straightway died
And so it was that later
As the told his tale
That her face, at first ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered my playing cards
not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who leaving for the coast
At the moment my eyes open
They might just as well have been closed
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
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