Whiter Shade Of Pale by The Box Tops
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Song title Whiter Shade Of Pale
Artist The Box Tops
we skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels cross the floor
i was feeling kind of sea sick
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
that i wandered through my playing cards
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 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