dekho ye ma baap humare ban gaye aaj kasai
hum do premiyo ko banane chale
ye do behan aur bhai

arey bapuji bapuji mujhe karne do shadi
bapuji bapuji karne do shadi
tumne to kar liye maje hume de do aazadi
arey bete ji bete ji mat karna tui shadi
nahi nahi bete ji bete ji mat karna tu shadi
arey teri shadi hogi to hogi meri barbadi
arey mataji mataji mujhe karne do shadi
mataji mataji mujhe karne do shadi
pita nahi mujhe pati chahiye
bana de jo tumhe nani
arey beti ji beti ji mat karna tu shadi
arey beti ji beti ji mat karna tu shadi
teri shadi hogi to hogi meri barbadi
bapuji bapuji hume karne do shadi
nahi nahi bete ji bete ji mat karna tum shadi

tu ek chuse aam ke jaisa pad gaya dhila dhala
kam shashtar ko chhod pakad le ab to hath me mala
josh jawani kayam hai maidan na maine chhod a
bhudha hota nahi kabhi ek mard aur ek ghoda
arey ahd jaye to badh jaye is duniya ki aabadi
arey bapuji bapuji hume karne do shadi
nahi nahi bete ji bete ji mat karna tu shadi
bapuji bete ji bapuji bete ji chup chup chap

tujhe chahiye hatta katta pahalwan koi gama
is ladke me kya dekha hai ye hai phata pjama
zordar ye mare chhalange jaise koi bandar
chhota sa hai lekin takat badi hai iske andar
kon tikega iske aage ye to bala ji
arey mataji mataji hume karne do shadi
arey beti ji beti ji mat karna tu shadi

hey mar biliya tumne bahut kafi hathiyar chalaye
meri mayan me padi padi talwar na ye sad jaye
sikh abhi hatiyar chalana bapu ke dande se
khawab dekhta hai murgi ke nikla nahi ande se
hum do khiladi tu hai anadi kyu tune tang ada di
bapuji bapuji hume karne do shadi
nahi nahi bete ji bete ji mat karna shadi
arey bapuji bapuji hume karne do shadi
bapuji bete ji bapuji bete ji chup chup chap

See, our parents, they've become butchers today,
For us, two lovers, they plan to make,
Two siblings, a brother and sister, they say.

Oh, Father, Father, let me marry,
Father, Father, let me wed,
You've enjoyed, now give us liberty,
Oh, Son, Son, don't you marry,
No, no, Son, Son, don't you wed,
Your marriage, it will be my own misery.
Oh, Mother, Mother, let me marry,
Mother, Mother, let me wed,
I don't need a father, I need a husband,
Who will make you a grandmother, they said.
Oh, Daughter, Daughter, don't you marry,
Oh, Daughter, Daughter, don't you wed,
Your marriage, it will be my own misery.
Father, Father, let us marry,
No, no, Son, Son, don't you wed.

You've become like a mango, soft and slack,
Abandon Kama Sutra, now grasp a rosary's track.
Youthful passion, the field I haven't left,
Never ages, a man and a horse, bereft.
If they clash, this world's population will rise,
Father, Father, let us marry,
No, no, Son, Son, don't you wed.
Father, Son, Father, Son, hush, hush, hush.

You want a wrestler, strong like Gama,
What have you seen in this boy, his clothes, a drama?
He leaps with force, like a monkey does,
Small he is, but great power he possesses.
Who can stand against him, he is Balaji,
Oh, Mother, Mother, let me marry,
Oh, Daughter, Daughter, don't you wed.

You've slain many cats, wielded your weapons galore,
My sword lies sheathed, lest it rot at the core.
Learn to wield weapons, from Father's stick,
You dream still of eggs, you haven't hatched, quick.
We are players, you're a novice, why did you interfere?
Father, Father, let us marry,
No, no, Son, Son, don't you wed.
Father, Father, let us marry,
Father, Son, Father, Son, hush, hush, hush.