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,
This bird had flown
So I lit a fire,
Is not it good,
Norwegian wood
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