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
So I lit a fire, isn´t it good, Norwegian wood?