o mai yar punjabi jatt
fit kar du tere natt
o mai yar punjabi jatt
fit kar du tere natt
ho tu yaar punjabi jatt
dont touch mainu pichhe hatt
oye maar na baby tu angerji
mai to janu gitpit desi
if janu na butt
o mai yar punjabi jatt
o dont touch mainu pichhe hatt

teri kaid se mai na chhutunga
tu fasegi jo mai chal dunga
o teri kaid se mai na chhutunga
tu fasegi jo mai chal dunga
tu fas jayega te bach jayega
warna tu mundiya fas jayega
oye na na kardi mar jayengi?
na na kardi mar jayengi
ha karde tu fatt
o mai yar punjabi jatt
dont touch mainu pichhe hatt

tu jailor te mai chor tera
aaj dekhumga mai jor tera
tu jailor te mai chor tera
aaj dekhumga mai jor tera
khasma nu khana mar jana
lagta hai bilkul diwana
oye tu amrican mai punjabi
tu amrican mai punjabi
nahi kise to ghat
o mai yar punjabi jatt
fit kar du tere natt
ho tu yaar punjabi jatt
dont touch mainu pichhe hatt
ho maar na baby tu angerji
mai to janu gitpit desi
ho if janu na butt

I, a Punjabi Jat, a lover true,
Will tighten every screw for you.
I, a Punjabi Jat, a lover bold,
Will mend your every story told.
Oh, you, a Punjabi Jat, a touch denied,
Step back, away, where secrets hide.
Don't speak in English, baby, please,
My tongue knows only desi ease.
If I don't know the "but,"
I, a Punjabi Jat, forever cut
From your touch, back away, retreat.

From your chains, I'll never flee,
If you are bound, I’ll set you free.
From your chains, I'll never part,
If you are trapped, I'll break your heart.
You'll be caught, I'll find release,
Or else, my friend, you'll find no peace.
Saying "no," will you fade away?
Saying "no," will you decay?
Say "yes" with a burst of light.
I, a Punjabi Jat, burning bright,
Oh, don't touch, away from your sight.

You, the jailer, I, the thief,
Today, I'll test your belief.
You, the jailer, I, the rogue,
Today, your strength, I will probe.
May your enemies find their end,
Lost in madness, my only friend.
Oh, you're American, I'm Punjabi, free,
You're American, but not above me,
Lacking nothing, not a whit.
I, a Punjabi Jat, I'll fit
The screws of love, a perfect art.
Oh, you, a Punjabi Jat, depart,
Step back away, from my heart.
Don't speak in English, baby, please,
My tongue knows only desi ease.
If I don't know the "but,"