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