I once had a girl
Or should I say she once had me
She showed me her room
Isnt it good Norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay
And she told me to sit anywhere
So I looked around
And I noticed there wasnt a chair
I sat on a rug biding my time
Drinking her wine
We talked until two and then she said
Its time for bed
She told me she worked
In the morning and started to laugh
I told her I didnt
And crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awoke I was alone
This bird had flown
So I lit a fire
Isnt it good Norwеgian wood?