A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light Fandango

Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor

I was feeling kinda seasick

The crowd called out for more

And the room was hummin' 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

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 playin' cards

And would not let her be

One of 16 vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

They might just as well've been closed

And so it was later

As the miller told his tale

That her face, at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was later

As the miller told his tale

That her face, at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale

A whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale

A whiter shade of pale