作曲 : Elliott Yamin 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 And 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 Mmmm You know, she said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see But I wandered through my playing cards And I 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 been closed And so it was that later As that miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale Oooh, oh yeah, mmmmmmm And so it was later As the miller told his tale That her face, that her face, just so ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale And so it was, was that later As the miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale 编辑于2023/05/10更新