We skipped the light fandango
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Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
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I was feeling kind of seasick
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The crowd called out for more
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And the room was hummin' harder
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As the ceiling flew away
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And when we called outfor another drink
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But the waiter brought a tray
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And so it was later
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As the miller told his tale
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That her face at first just ghostly
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Turned a whiter shade of pale.
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You said: "There is no reason,
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And the truth is plain to see."
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But I wander through my playin' cards
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Would not let him be
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One of the sixteen vestal virgins
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Who were leaving for the coast
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And although my eyes were open
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They might just as well been closed
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And so it was later
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As the miller told his tale
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That her face at first just ghostly
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Turned a whiter shade of pale.
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A whiter shade of pale
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Turned a whiter shade of pale
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A whiter shade of pale
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A Whiter Shade Of Pale
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| Annie Lennox |
