A whiter shade of pale

Procul Harum (Gary Brooker, Matthew Fisher, Keith Reid)
 
 
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1. We skipped the light fandango and turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor. I was feeling kind of sea sick but the crowd called out for more.
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The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away. When we called out for another drink the waiter brought a tray.
 
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Refr. 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.
 
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2. 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.
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One of sixteen vestal virgins who were leaving for the coast and although my eyes were open they might just have well been closed.
 
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