"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."
"Norwegian Wood" (The Beatles)