dhoop me nahayega to dhoop lag jaayegi
baate yu banayega to baat badh jaayegi
ladki ghumayega to lat lag jaayegi
chhori lipstick lagayegi to bhoot ban jaayegi
sandale chadhayegi to unt ban jaayegi
phailti hai yaha waha chhoot lag jaayegi
ho khidki dareeche se dabe paao neeche se
jhoote samaajo me jhoote riwaajo me
liye hi jaaye koi chance
shuddh desi desi desi romance kameene haay re
haay re crazy crazy vazy romance sharam na aaye re
shuddh desi desi desi romance kameene haay re
haay re crazy crazy vazy romance sharam na aaye re

galiyo me phire kyu dikhe dukaano-vukaano me
ye mui belakhni haaye re mui belakhni
haay re hay, collar toh bade
yu chadhe giraaye, giraaye chale
mua belakhna haye re mua belakhna
dar na dikhaoge to par lag jaayenge
armaan sulao ji, nahi to jag jaayenge
galiyo me aashiko ke jhund lag jaayenge

abhi kachche aam hai ji, ye to pak jaayenge
badone chhupaye hai jo ye to chakh jaayenge
bade boodhe bol bol bol thak jaayenge
ho khidki dareeche se dabe paao neeche se
jhoote samaajo me jhoote riwaajo me
liye hi jaaye koi chance
shuddh desi desi desi romance kameene haaye re
haay re crazy crazy vazy romance sharam na aaye re
shuddh desi desi desi romance kameene haaye re
haay re crazy crazy vazy romance sharam na aaye re

Bathe in sun, and the sun will scar,
Spin a tale, and the tale will swell afar.
Court a girl, and a habit will ensnare,
A painted lip, and a phantom will glare.
Sandals ascend, and a camel will rise,
Spread it around and a chance will die.
From windows and doors, on hushed feet we tread,
In false societies, customs misled,
Let us seize a moment, a chance to take.

Pure Desi, Desi, Desi Romance, obscene,
Oh, Crazy, Crazy, Veggie Romance, no shame seen.
Pure Desi, Desi, Desi Romance, obscene,
Oh, Crazy, Crazy, Veggie Romance, no shame seen.

Why roam the lanes, where shops convene?
This blasted Belle, oh, this cursed queen!
Oh, oh, oh, collars so high,
Raised and lowered, as they pass by.
That blasted belle, she won't be keen!
Show no fear, and wings will sprout,
Lull desires, or they will shout.
In the alleys, lovers in a throng, a crowd!

Now unripe mangoes, they will ripen soon,
What elders conceal, they’ll taste in bloom.
The aged will weary, their warnings swoon.
From windows and doors, on hushed feet we tread,
In false societies, customs misled,
Let us seize a moment, a chance to take.

Pure Desi, Desi, Desi Romance, obscene,
Oh, Crazy, Crazy, Veggie Romance, no shame seen.
Pure Desi, Desi, Desi Romance, obscene,
Oh, Crazy, Crazy, Veggie Romance, no shame seen.