Whiter Shade of Pale

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
The waiter brought his 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, oh
When the truth is plain to see
(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
(Leaving for the coast)
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
(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, oooooh
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale