We skipped the light fandango ♪ Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick But the crowd called out for more ♪ The room was humming harder ♪ As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray 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 She said, 'there is no reason ♪ And the truth is plain to see ♪ But I wandered through my playing cards And would not let her be ♪ One of sixteen vestal virgins ♪ Who were leaving for the coast ♪ And although my eyes were open They might have just as well've been 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 ♪ And so it was that later As the miller told his tale