Norwegian wood

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
But 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