Whiter Shade of Pale - Procol Harum Version  [74 beats/min]
                
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        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 out for another  drink 

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                                   >>>>>>>
  The waiter brought a tray    And so it
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was            that 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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  She said: "There is no | reason, 
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   And the truth is plain to | see."
       
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   As I wander through my  | playin' cards
   
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      And would not let her  | be
      
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   One of the sixteen vestal vir | gins
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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     And so it
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   was            that 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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                                             >>>>>>>>>
                                             And so it  :||






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