Lyrics:

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?