Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)

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 She 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