Norwegian Wood

I once had a girl

Or should I say, she once had me?

She showed me her room

"Isn't it good, Norwegian wood?"

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere

So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

I sat on a rug

Biding my time, drinking her wine

We talked until two

And then she said, "It's time for bed"

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She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh

I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke

I was alone, this bird had flown

So I lit a fire

Isn't it good, Norwegian wood?