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Norwegian Wood

She lived in a house by a lake
A windmill nearby was a fake
To me it seemed quite Quixotic
And yet she appeared so erotic
We made love day and night
Yet still managed a big fight
So I packed my gear and just ran
Proving again what a fool I am

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