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Sarah Brightman - A Whiter Shade of Pale |
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loving wm, always :) |
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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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But the waiter brought a tray |
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And so it was 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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You said: "There is no reason, |
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And the truth is plain to see." |
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But I wander through my playin' cards |
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Would not let him be |
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One of the sixteen vestal 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 just as well been closed |
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And so it was 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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