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 had flown
so i lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood
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