Writing a poem about an innocent girl I couldn't connect my way home I didn't know which way was wrong That's how i landed in her arms An uncle affair to a digital male The weather is good since you're gone You better know what you might know And if its true its time to go Beat it on beat it on You're my beatles song I'm your ladybird you're my ladygirl A dinner support an arobic award A couple of prawns and i'm gone And i collect the morning sun Just for the moments we have none My dinner supreme is for the morning machine Another report and i grow Out of my room into my soul Into a land where bugs can't go Beat it on beat it on You're my beatles song I'm your ladybird you're my ladygirl