A Whiter Shade of Pale sing and play along

We skipped the light fandango,

though in cartwheels 'cross the floor;

I was feeling kind of seaing sick,

the crowd called out for more.

saying, room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away.

When we called out for another drink

that my 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, "I'm home on shore leave,"

and the truth we were at sea.

So I took her by the seaing glass

and forced her to agree,

one of "You must be the mermaid

who took Neptune for a ride."

But she smiled at me so sader ly

they might anger straightway died.

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.

pale. pale.