o bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
oye delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
oye bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
oye delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
oye bach ke
oye bambai wali chhokri

nakhra tera garam masala
naaj tera mastana
dekha jab se delhi wala
dil deve nazrana
tan ka ujala man ka kala
ulfat se begana
tujh jaise jhutho se lala
kya dil ka lagana
oye munh chhota baate badi hai masa allag
bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
hoye hoye delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
haye haye haye bambai wali chhokri
hoye hoye hoye hoye bambai wali chhokri

tujh ko rakhengi uljha ke ye julfo ki ladiya
acche acche mere aage bhl gaye chaukadiya
lut liya dil haye chalake najro ki phuljhadiya
tujhko ab na chhodu chahe lag jaye hathkadiya
jane mujhe bhi delhi ka har muhalla
bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
na na delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
hay hay bambai wali chhokri
haye haye haye haye bambai wali chhokri

chaal nirali gaal gulabi
mukhda sohan halwa
jhumkale ? dekh ke tera jalwa
kisiko deta hai tu chabhi
main hu mrs halwa
chhod de palla o punjabi
warna hoga balwa
hoye bambai me aana kabhi tu bhai talla
are bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
hoye delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
haye bambai wali chhokri
haye haye haye haye bambai wali chhokri

najro se najre jo mare
dil mil jaye dil se
are chahne wala lekin pyare
milta hai mushkil se
o tumra ji humra ji bolo subhan allah
bambai wali chhokri tu ruk ja walla
hoye delhi wale chhokre kar dungi halla
haye bambai wali chhokri

Oh, Bombay girl, halt, I implore,
Oh, Delhi boy, I'll unleash a roar.
Oh, Bombay girl, you must pause, I say,
Oh, Delhi boy, I'll seize the day.
Oh, beware,
Oh, Bombay girl.

Your whims like spice, a fiery zest,
Your grace, a captivating test.
Since Delhi saw, a heart took flight,
A love-gift offered in plain sight.
Fair skin hides a shadowed soul,
Estranged from love, beyond control.
From liars like you, what joy to find?
To give my heart, a foolish bind.
Oh, small mouth, words so grand, a charade,
Bombay girl, halt, your game is made.
Ho, Delhi boy, I'll raise my call,
Oh, Bombay girl, before the fall.
Ho, ho, ho, Bombay girl.

These locks of hair will hold you fast,
Before me, the best forget, surpassed.
My eyes' fireworks have stolen your soul,
Now, never will I let you go, be it a goal.
Every lane in Delhi knows my name,
Bombay girl, halt, this is your claim.
No, no, Delhi boy, I'll make a fight,
Hey, hey, Bombay girl, in fading light.
Ho, ho, ho, Bombay girl.

Your gait unique, cheeks so bright,
Your face, a sweet delight.
Your earrings sparkle, a dazzling show,
To some, a key, a hidden glow.
I am Mrs. Halwa, through and through,
Leave my side, Punjabi, it's true,
Or a riot will ignite, a storm so wild.
Come to Bombay, my friend, reconciled.
Bombay girl, halt, your song is sung,
Oh Delhi boy, your fate is flung.
Ho, ho, Bombay girl.

Eyes meet eyes, a sudden spark,
Hearts unite, leaving their mark.
But a lover, sought with such care,
Is found with difficulty, a rare affair.
Yours and mine, a shared refrain,
Bombay girl, halt, break this chain.
Ho, Delhi boy, I'll rage and brawl,
Hey, hey, Bombay girl, before the fall.