NORWEGIAN WOOD
I once had a girl, or I should 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 bibing 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.
