Lyrics A Whiter Shade of Pale - Percy Sledge
We
skipped
the
light
fandango
And
turned
cartwheels
across
the
floor
I
was
feeling
kind
of
seasick
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
But
I
wandered
through
my
playing
cards
Would
not
let
her
be
One
of
sixteen
vestal
virgins
Who
were
leaving
for
the
coast
At
the
moment
my
eyes
were
open
They
might
just
as
well
have
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
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