Intro :
We skipped the light fan dango
And turned cartwheels ac ross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
A s the ceiling flew a way
When we called out for a nother drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that late r
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a w hiter 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 just as well have been closed