whiter shade of pale
Singer:black label society
we skipped the light fandango
and turned cartwheels across the floor
i was feeling kind of seasick
but the crowd called out for more
and the room was humming harder
and as the ceiling flew away
we called out for another drink
the waiter brought the tray
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
and i would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
they might just as well have been closed
as the miller told his tale
that her face at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale
yeah her face was kinda ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale