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"

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.

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