I once had a boy, or should I say, he once had me...
He showed me his room, isn't it good, Norwegian wood?
He asked me to stay and he 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 his wine
We talked until two and then he said, "It's time for bed"
He told me he worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told him 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?
He showed me his room, isn't it good, Norwegian wood?
He asked me to stay and he 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 his wine
We talked until two and then he said, "It's time for bed"
He told me he worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told him 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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