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 the 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
