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