I once had a girl, or should i say, she once had me
She showed me her room is not 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 that inspired bird had
Flown
So i lit a fire is not it good norwegian wood
Ood, ah
