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 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 has flown
So I lit a fire
Isn't it good, Norwegian wood