apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
aji puch lo kisi ye khulm khula raaz hai

apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
jiska miya ganja vo dete hai hawale
ganje sir vale hote hai paise vale hote hai paise vale
ganja hai to kya hai vo mere sir ka taj hai
ganja hai to kya hai vo mere sir ka taj hai

apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
jiska miya budha vo bole tum kya jano
vo bole tum kya jano
budhe ka tajurba hota nojawano
budhe ka tajurba hota nojawano
aage kuch na pucho ke aati mohe laaj hai
aage kuch na pucho ke aati mohe laaj hai

apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
jiska miya bahanga are jiska miya bahanga
vo gati hai ye gana vo gati hai ye gana
kahi pe nigahe kahi pe nisana
kahi pe nigahe kahi pe nisana
kahi pe nigahe kahi pe nisana
jis pe mar mitti mai yahi vo andaz hai

apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
jiska miya kala vo kale ke gun gaye
vo kale ke gun gaye
mera kala daftar se sida ghar aaye
ha sida ghar aaye
gora ruke raste me bada dhokhe baaz hai
bada dhokhe baaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
jiska miya vo aage sab piche
vo aage sab piche chad jaye chat pe utare na niche
utare na niche

lambu ka jamana hai lambe ka riwaz hai
lambu ka jamana hai lambe ka riwaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai
aji puch lo kisi ye khulm khula raaz hai
apne apne miya pe sab ko bada naaaz hai

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
Each to their own, a story told,
Each to their own, a love unfolds,
Ask anyone, the truth is bold.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
If bald the husband, tales are sold,
Of shining domes, and fortunes bold,
A crown upon his head, I'm told.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
If old the husband, stories unfold,
Of wisdom gleaned, the young don't hold,
Beyond this point, my shame I've sold.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
If flighty the husband, stories are sold,
Her eyes may wander, a story is told,
A different glance, a heart controlled.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
If dark the husband, tales are bold,
Of midnight hues, a love untold,
Fair ones may falter, their hearts grow cold.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
If tall the husband, tales unfold,
He's up above and never grows old,
The era of tall, a story to be told.

Each to their own, their pride takes hold,
Each to their own, a story told,
Each to their own, a love unfolds,
Ask anyone, the truth is bold,
Each to their own, their pride takes hold.