Whiter Shade of Pale Songtext
von Johnny Rivers

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels ′cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
So we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray


And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
Now 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
Would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They just might as well be closed


And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale