india se aaya life banane
america main maal kamane
aye mere yaaro aye mere pyaaro aaya
yaha kuch karke dikhane
pucho na kya kya kiya
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam

india se aaya life banane
america main maal kamane
aye mere yaaro aye mere pyaaro aaya
yaha kuch karke dikhane
pucho na kya kya kiya
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam

daulate hai yaha shaurate hai yaha
madonna clinton michael ko dekha britne itne
ko dekha sab ka nazara liya
kalu se yue self spanish kaise piasa
desi se ghup chup sab ki main bolo bhasha bhasha
kya se kya ho gaya bheed mein kho gaya
bola nahi main apne watan ko bad-e-saba
ko mehke chaman ko paisa kamaya bada
casino mein gaya hasino mein gaya
subway mein bhi gaya highway mein bhi gaya
casino mein gaya hasino mein gaya
subway mein bhi gaya highway mein bhi gaya

india se aaya life banane
america main maal kamane
aye mere yaaro aye mere pyaaro aaya
yaha kuch karke dikhane
pucho na kya kya kiya
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam
kabhi dhoyi thi car kabhi tha main bekaar
waiter ka kiya kaam sab ko kiya salaam

From India's soil, a life I sought,
In America's gleam, a fortune caught.
Oh, friends, my loves, I came to roam,
To leave a mark, to build a home.
Ask not the paths my feet have trod,
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.

From India's soil, a life I sought,
In America's gleam, a fortune caught.
Oh, friends, my loves, I came to roam,
To leave a mark, to build a home.
Ask not the paths my feet have trod,
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.

Wealth abounds, and glories gleam,
Madonna, Clinton, Michael's dream,
Britney's light, a vibrant show,
I witnessed all, in ebb and flow.
From dark to white, the tongues I learned,
Spanish whispers, fortunes earned.
From Desi roots, a silent quest,
Lost in crowds, put to the test.
I spoke no word of my homeland's grace,
No perfumed breeze, no cherished space,
Though fortune bloomed, a heavy cost,
The fragrant garden, forever lost.
To casinos lured, to beauty's snare,
Subways and highways, everywhere.
To casinos lured, to beauty's snare,
Subways and highways, everywhere.

From India's soil, a life I sought,
In America's gleam, a fortune caught.
Oh, friends, my loves, I came to roam,
To leave a mark, to build a home.
Ask not the paths my feet have trod,
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.
Washing cars, deemed by fate, a flawed god.
A waiter's touch, a humble plea,
To all I served, a silent decree.