Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)

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...