Владимир Ильинский (История песен БИТЛЗ архив ЭХО МОСКВЫ)

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 [bad word] 
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