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, this bird had flown
So I lit a fire, is not it good, norwegian wood