We skipped the light fandango 
       turned cartwheels 'cross the floor 
I was [bad word] kinda seasick 
       but the crowd called out for more 
The room was hug harder 
       as the ceg 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 [bad word] 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 have just as well've 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, 'I'm home on shore leave,' 
       though in [bad word] we were at sea 
so I took her by the looking glass 
       and forced her to agree 
saying, 'You must be the mermaid 
       who took Neptune for a ride.' 
But she smiled at me so sadly 
       that my anger straightway died

If music be the food of love 
       then laughter is its queen 
and likewise if behind is in front 
       then dirt in [bad word] is clean 
My mouth by then like cardboard 
       seemed to slip straight through my head 
So we crash-dived straightway quickly 
       and attacked the ocean bed 

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