Karaoké A Whiter Shade of Pale Engelbert Humperdinck & René Froger

We skipped the light fandango

Turned cartwheels cross the floor

I was feeling kind of seasick

But the crowd called out for more

The room was humming harder

The room was humming harder

As the ceiling flew away

As the ceiling flew away mmm

When we called out for another drink

Yeah the waiter brought a tray and so it was that later

Oh oh oh that later

As the miller told his tale

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

That her face at first just ghostly turned a whiter shade of pale turned a whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said there is no reason

And the truth is plain to see

That I wander through my playing cards

And would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins

One of sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast

Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

Mmm they might just as

They might just as well been closed well been closed

And so it was that later

Oh oh oh that later

As the miller told his tale

As the miller told his tale oh the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

That her face at first just ghostly turned a whiter shade of pale turned a whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of pale turned a whiter

Shade of pale

Turned a whiter shade of

Turned a whiter shade of pale pale