A Whiter Shade of Pale
We skipped the light Fandango
- We skipped the light Fandango
- Turned cartwheels 'cross 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 later
- As the Miller told his tale
- And then a face at first just ghostly
- Turned a whiter shade of pale
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hehe…
you've got the perfect song
seriously better than the original version