I once had a girl, or should i say, she once had me She showed me her room is not 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 that inspired bird had Flown So i lit a fire is not it good norwegian wood Ood, ah