Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)
I once had a girlOr should I say, she once had me?She showed me her roomIsn't it good, Norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhereSo I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair
I sat on a rugBiding my time, drinking her wineWe talked until twoAnd then she said, "It's time for bed"
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laughI told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awokeI was alone, this bird had flownSo I lit a fireIsn't it good, Norwegian wood?