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 told me to sit anywhere

So I looked around
And I noticed there wasn't a chair

I, I sat on a rug biding my time
And drinking her wine
We, 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
For this bird had flown
So I lit a fire
Isn't it good Norwegian wood?

Isn't it good Norwegian wood?
Norwegian wood?