(to Whatta Man by Salt-N-Pepa (feat. En Vogue)

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Gotta say it again now

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

She’s a mighty, mighty good nan

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Yes she is

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

I want to take a minute or two, and give much respect due

To all the nans and the mothers with our song

Mine’s a gran about town, she never lets me down

Though won’t answer the phone if Eastenders is on

And she don’t sweat it, just ‘cos she’s diabetic, don’t let it

Get in the way from getting on with her day

She keeps her meds close, with a suitable dose

And then gets to work on making the perfect roast

To be like her, that is one of my goals

Right from her blue rinse to her orthopaedic soles

Think I’m crazy? You should taste her gravy

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Yes she is

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

She’s a mighty, mighty good nan

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Gotta say it again now

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

If I need to go out, she will babysit

And I ain’t gonna lie, they’re all little shits

A legend that grows as each hour passes

She bakes the best scones. Her secret? Molasses

Her cooking’s the bomb and its all made from scratch

On top of pushing six kids all out of her __

So just let her nap in-between all her caring

Though she always finds time to criticise what I’m wearing

Her hearing’s not great and she’s losing her balance

But she knows how to rock that winter fuel allowance

Gets up before dawn, with the curtains drawn

Been knitting me crap since before I was born

It’s how she shows she loves me, busy with her stitches

Never drops a single one, knit and purl it bitches

Wave a bus pass in the air like you just don’t care

And think about moving to a home with no stairs

I don’t wish her harm, could not be further from it

But when she finally croaks, it’ll get me a deposit

My nan’s like a Werther’s, yeah she’s an original

So losing her now, yeah that would be criminal

She’ll treat you real nice and she’ll give you a snack,

As long as you’re good and you don’t answer back

So go smarten up and work on your manners  

Co’s there’s one thing we know, you don’t mess with ya nanna

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Gotta say it again now

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

She’s a mighty, mighty good nan

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan

Yes she is

What a nan, what a nan, what a nan

What a mighty good nan