- cifra
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
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 has flown
So I lit a fire
Isn't it good?
Norwegian wood
