A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
And turned cartwheels across the floor
I was feeling kind of 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
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

She said "there is no reason,
And the truth is plain to see"
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well have been closed

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

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

Ooooooohhh
Turned a whiter shade of pale



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Reid, Gary Brooker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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