Norwegian Wood

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 no 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

She 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?