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[ti:A Whiter Shade of Pale] |
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[ar:Halie Loren ] |
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[al:They Oughta Write a Song About That] |
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We skipped the light fandango |
| [00:36.30] |
Turned cartwheels cross the floor |
| [00:42.25] |
I was feeling kind of seasick |
| [00:50.00] |
The crowd called out for more |
| [00:56.00] |
And the room was humming harder |
| [01:04.00] |
As the ceiling flew away |
| [01:10.50] |
When we called out for another drink |
| [01:17.30] |
But the waiter brought a tray |
| [01:21.45] |
And so it was later |
| [01:30.10] |
As the miller told his tale |
| [01:38.49] |
That her face at first just ghostly |
| [01:43.00] |
Turned a whiter shade of pale |
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You said there is no reason...no oh |
| [02:25.47] |
And the truth is plain to see |
| [02:33.25] |
Yet I wander through my playing cards |
| [02:36.00] |
And i...i would not let it be yeah um |
| [02:45.22] |
I'm one of the sixteen virgins |
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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 They might just as well been closed |
| [03:09.30] |
And so it was later |
| [03:16.00] |
As the miller told his tale |
| [03:23.00] |
That her face at first just ghostly |
| [03:28.14] |
Turned a whiter shade of pale |
