ek ladaki chahiye khas khas, par ho woh MA paas paas
lakho me ek hasina ho, har wakt rahe mere aas paas
uska standard bhi high chahiye
mujhko aisi hi fi ek lugayi chahiye
mujhko aisi hi fi ek lugayi chahiye
ek ladka chahiye khas khas, ho MA BA pass pass
lakho me ek diwana ho, har wakt rahe mere aas paas
uska standard bhi high chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye

gol gol chehra ho aankhe bilauri
allahmiya bhej koi rup ki tizori
gol gol chehra ho aankhe bilauri
allahmiya bhej koi rup ki tizori
ho mere rabba karishma dikha de
kisi dilwale se kundali mila de
uska standard bhi high chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye

dil mera kehta hain ladka ho aisa
sare shaher me na ho koi waisa
sone ka bangla ho chandi ki gadi
lakh sawa lakh ki usne bandhi ho sadi
rab di kasam nahi chhod unga mauka
jane na duga mile ek bari
uska standard bhi high chahiye
mujhko aisi hi fi ek lugayi chahiye
mujhko aisi hi fi ek lugayi chahiye
ek ladka chahiye khas khas, ho MA BA pass pass
lakho me ek diwana ho, har wakt rahe mere aas paas
uska standard bhi high chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye
mujhko aisa hi fi jandmahi chahiye
hi fi ek lugayi chahiye

A maiden sought, of special grace,
With Masters held, within her space.
A beauty rare, amongst the throng,
Forever near, where I belong.
Her standards high, a shining light,
A high-fi wife, to grace my sight.
A high-fi wife, my heart's desire.

A man I crave, of special worth,
With M.A., B.A., since his birth.
A lover found, among the mass,
Forever near, my heart to pass.
His standards high, a guiding star,
A high-fi man, from near and far.
A high-fi man, my soul's decree.

Her face, a moon, her eyes of glass,
Oh, God above, a form to amass!
Her face, a moon, her eyes of glass,
Oh, God above, a form to amass!
My Lord, perform a wondrous feat,
And bind my soul to love so sweet.
Her standards high, a shining light,
A high-fi man, to hold me tight.
A high-fi man, my soul's decree.

My heart proclaims, a man so grand,
Unmatched, throughout the city's land.
A golden home, a silver car,
A saree worth a king's bazaar.
By God, I'll seize this fleeting chance,
And never let my love advance,
Her standards high, a guiding light,
A high-fi wife, to hold me tight.
A high-fi wife, my heart's desire.
A man I crave, of special worth,
With M.A., B.A., since his birth.
A lover found, among the mass,
Forever near, my heart to pass.
His standards high, a guiding star,
A high-fi man, from near and far.
A high-fi man, my soul's decree.
A high-fi wife, my heart's desire.