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