♪ We skipped the light fandango And turned cartwheels across the floor I was feeling kind of seasick And the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink The waiters brought a tray So it was later As the military's chair Let her face at first just ghostly Turned the wider shade of red ♪ She said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see But I wandered through my playing cards Would not let her be One of sixteen vessel virgins Leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well be closed So it was later As the military's chair Let her face at first just ghostly Turned the wider shade of red ♪ So it was later So it was later