(k. reid/ g. brooker)   Producers for bonnie: hugh murphy/ ronnie scott/ steve wolfe      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 hummin' harder   As the ceiling flew away   When we called out for another drink   The waiter brought a tray, so      * (oh) it was later   As the miller told his tale   That her face at first just ghostly   (it) turned a whiter shade of pale      She said there is no reason   And the truth is plain to see   As I wander through my playing cards   I could not let her be   One of sixteen vestal virgins   Who were leavin' for the coast   And although my eyes were open   They might just as well have been closed      *repeat 2 times   Turned a whiter shade of pale