We skipped the light fandango
   And turned cartwheels cross the floor
   I was feeling kind of seasick
   But the crowd called out for more
   The room was humming harder
   And 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 just have well 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
  
   She said she wanted shore leave
   Though in truth we were at sea
   So I took her by a looking glass
   And forced her to agree
   Saying you must be the mermaid
   Who took Neptune for a ride
   Well, she smiled at me so sadly
   That my anger straightway died
   And so it was...