kalimba
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 had flown  So I lit a fire  Isn't it good Norwegian wood?