VERSE 1:
(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…
VERSE 2:
i sat on the rug, drinking her wine, biding my time…
we talked until 2 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…
VERSE 3:
(and when i awoke i was alone…this bird had flown…)
(so i lit a fire…isn’t it good “norwegian wood”?)