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 has flown.
