saudagar aaya hai
sau item laya hai
are jo bhi hai hazir hai
aap ki khatir hai memsab

i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad self man
yaaro sara zamana mera fan

sone ka locket hai
chandi ka pocket hai
choli hai ye champar hai
jhumke hain jhumar hai
penti hai pent hai
hair spa decent hai
lelo ye lipstick
ye bhi hai domestic hai
bunde hain bali hain
hotho ki lali hai
aage kya dikhlau
kaise main samjhau
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad self man
yaro sara zamana mera fan

laya hun nail katar
jo kate jaise butter
jaali hai hai baalo ki
goro ki hai kaalo ki
juto ki polish hai
ye bilkul are english hai
powder hai raja hai
jo bhi hai taza hai
kajal hai aankhon ka
dil jeete hai lakho ka
lelo ye aaye jo chehre ki abaru
cheeje hai saste ki
na samajho raste ki
ye bhi hai wo bhi hai
bik jaye jo bhi hai
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad self man
yaro sara zamana mera fan

ye dekho swimming dress
public ho impress
resham ka rumal hai
hai bolo kya khayal hai
ye kala chashma lo
chashma kya karishma lo
bodless cellular board
mobile pezar phone
camera hai hai colourful
jawani hai bilkul
unchi heel ka saindal
nichi heel ka saindal
item ko do char lo
cash na ho udhar lo
jaldi hai jaane ki
biwi ko manane ki
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad mad mad
i am mad mad mad self man
yaro sara zamana mera fan

A merchant arrives, a hundred treasures in tow,
For you, my lady, all here to bestow.

I'm mad, mad, mad, consumed, possessed,
A mad, self-made man, by all adored, blessed.

A golden locket, a silver pocket's gleam,
Bodices, and chamfered dreams.
Earrings that sway, like chandeliers bright,
Panties, pants, a decent hair's flight.
Lipsticks for purchase, domestic and true,
Studs and bangles, for adorning you.
What else can I show, how can I impart?
I'm mad, mad, mad, a consuming art.
I'm mad, mad, mad, a self-made man,
By all the world, I'm a cherished fan.

Nail clippers I bring,
Cutting through, like a buttery wing.
Hair nets for tresses, a delicate guise,
For fair-skinned, dark-skinned, before your eyes.
Shoe polish bright, a reflection you'll see,
This, my friends, is pure English, you agree?
Powder to grace, a regal delight,
Everything fresh, and gleaming with light.
Kohl for the eyes, a captiviting allure,
Winning hearts by the million, for certain, for sure.
Take these, for your visage, a delicate grace,
Items of value, at an accessible pace.
Take this and that, let all be sold,
I'm mad, mad, mad, stories untold.
I'm mad, mad, mad, consumed, possessed,
A mad, self-made man, by all adored, blessed.

See now, a swimming dress, a vision so bold,
For all to admire, a story to be told.
A silken handkerchief, a whisper of thought,
What do you think, is it for naught?
These dark glasses, a mystical sight,
The magic they hold, with all their might.
Boardless cellular, a mobile's call,
Pager phones to answer, for one and for all.
Cameras color, a youthful embrace,
Sandals with heels, at a fashionable pace.
Sandals with heels, both high and low,
Take a few items, and let the good times flow.
Cash or credit, the choice is your own,
Time is of essence, we cannot be slow.
To appease your beloved, before the day ends,
I'm mad, mad, mad, my spirit transcends.
I'm mad, mad, mad, consumed, possessed,
A mad, self-made man, by all adored, blessed.