We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away When
we called out for another drink
But the waiter brought a tray
And so it was 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 wander through my playing
cards
And would not let it be one
of the sixteen vestal virgins
who are leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well been closed
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