We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick The crowd called out for more, mmm The room was humming harder And the ceiling flew away When I called out for another drink Well, the waiter brought a tray And so it was later When the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale He said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see But I wandered through my playing cards I just could not let her be, no One of sixteen vestal virgins Was leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well've been closed And so it was later When the miller told his tale He said her face at first just ghostly And turned a whiter shade of pale And so it was later When the miller told his tale He said our faces, our faces first just ghostly They turned a whiter shade of pale Oh, just a whiter shade of pale They turned a whiter shade of pale