We skipped the light fandango
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And 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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The room was humming harder
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And the ceiling flew away
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When we called out for another drink
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The waitress brought a tray
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And so it was that later
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As the miller told his tale
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That her face at first so ghostly
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Turned a whiter shade of pale.
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She said "There is no reason,
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And the truth is plain to see",
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But I wandered through my playing cards
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And would not let her be
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One of sixteen vestal virgins
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Who were leaving for the coast
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Although both my eyes were open
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They might just just have well been closed.
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And so it was that later
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As the miller told his tale
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Her face at first just ghostly
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Turned a whiter shade of pale.
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[The following are additional lyrics
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as sung in concert]
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She said she wanted shore leave
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Tho in truth we were at sea
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So I took her by a looking glass
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And forced her to agree
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Saying you must be the mermaid
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Who took Neptune for a ride
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Well she smiled at me so sadly
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That my anger straightway died
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And so it was, etc?
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A Whiter Shade Of Pale
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| Willie Nelson |
