Balam pichkari jo tune mujhe maari

Toh bole re zamana kharabi ho gayi

Mere ang raja, jo tera rang laga

Toh seedhi-saadi chhori sharabi ho gayi Itna maza, kyun aa raha hai

Tune hawa mein bhaang milaya Itna maza, kyun aa raha hai

Tune hawa mein bhaang milaya

Dugna nasha, kyun ho raha hai

Aankhon se meetha tune khilaya Ho teri malmal ki kurti gulabi ho gayi

Manchali chaal kaise nawaabi ho gayi, toh? Balam pichkari jo tune mujhe maari

Toh seedhi saadi chhori sharaabi ho gayi

Haa Jeans pahen ke jo tune maara thumka

Toh lattoo padosan ki bhabhi ho gayi (x2) Teri kalaai hai, haathon mein aayi hai

Maine maroda toh lagti malaai hai Mehenga padega ye chaska malaai ka

Upvaas karne mein teri bhalaai hai Ho bindiya teri mehtaabi ho gayi

Dil ke armaanon mein behisaabi ho gayi Balam pichkari jo tune mujhe maari

Toh seedhi saadi chhori sharaabi ho gayi

Haa Jeans pahen ke jo tune maara thumka

Toh lattoo padosan ki bhabhi ho gayi (x2) Kyun ‘no-vacancy’ ki, hothon pe gaali hai

Jabki tere dil ka kamra toh khaali hai

(kamra toh khaali hai…) Mujhko pata hai re

Kya chahata hai tu

Boli bhajan teri

Neeyat Qawwali hai Zulmi ye haazir-jawaabi ho gayi

Tu toh har taale ki aaj chaabi ho gayi, toh? Balam pichkari jo tune mujhe maari

Toh seedhi saadi chhori sharaabi ho gayi

Haa, Jeans pahen ke jo tune maara thumka

Toh lattoo padosan ki bhabhi ho gayi (x2) Haan, bole re zamana kharabi ho gayi

Haan, bole re zamana kharabi ho gayi…