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 anyw
here
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
frown
So I lit a fire isn't it good
Norwegian
wood?

