Whatta Blaa
to the tune of Whatta Man
Listen to Whatta Blaa
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What a blaa, what a blaa, what a blaa
What a mighty good blaa
What a blaa, what a blaa, what a blaa
What a mighty good blaa
What a blaa, what a blaa, what a blaa
What a mighty good blaa
What a blaa, what a blaa, what a blaa
What a mighty good blaa
CHORUS
A blaa haves a soft or a crusty face
covered with flour all over de place
It’s kind of square and i tihint no bap
And If you say it is I’ll fecking give you some slap
There’s loads a ways that you can fill it
You can use jam, hang or even dilisk
I’ve never et a blaa I dihin like yet
And I don’t tink I will until I meets me death
I like mine with tayho, or saussies with red sauce
And I brings plenty when I goes on de doss
Put loadsa butter on, and fill to the seams
An add some red lead for de blaa of yer dreams