party by fazilpuria, baby sea side
party by fazilpuria, baby sea side
party rakh li hai ghar se door o baby sea side
party rakh li hai ghar se door
hai private swimming pool mera, pool mera
usme tairen hain russian girls
yaha saari dance dikhari hai, gori kamar hilaari hai
saari dance dikhari hai, gori kamar hilaari hai
baby mai jhoot bolu toh, baby mai jhoot bolu toh
toh kaate kaala kauwa, main nachu pee ke pauwa
toh kaate kaala kauwa, oh baby give me pauwa
party by fazilpuria, party by fazilpuria

re island pe party hori, party fazilpuria ki
chhoriya manga rakhi hai ghani nashe ki pudiya si
re pisa bohat ae bohat ae, thok rakhi ae duniya ki
aaja bhai tanne dava du pucchi valaiyati gudiya ki
bhai meri aankh kharab hai ke tanne bhi nazar aari se
bheegi bheegi nikar me chhoriya mandarari se
ek baanth ki skirt pehre vaa bhi niche ja rahi se
upar se yu vehki, niche te kyun bhari se
paisa roj kitna phuku, khatam hone ka naam na lera
mere durre kitna pisa, baby manne khud na bera
manne shok se roj fresh choriyan dachan ka
manne shok se baby pauwa pi ke naachan ka
party by fazilpuria, party by fazilpuria

dhire dhire ghar ke darwaze band hote jaare se
sabne bera se, sab ke karna chahre se
daru sabne chadh rakhi hai, mud banana chahre se
ding dong karna chahre se, ding dong karna chahre se
chhoriya main sabne ajj tittar bittar kar du
jo naa tu mujhse hora, wo pauwa pee ke kar dunga
koi bhi aaye jaye, mujhse koi misan jaye
sadne wale sun saale tittar bittar kar dunga
party by fazilpuria

By Fazilpuria's party, baby, seaside's call,
By Fazilpuria's party, near the ocean's wall.
Far from the homes, the revels convene,
Private pools where Russian dreams convene.

They swim in my pool, a sapphire embrace,
Dancing forms, with a graceful, white lace.
The hips they sway, a vibrant, lively art,
If I lie to you, may a raven tear apart.
I dance with the potion, the nectar I drink,
May a raven's dark beak on my soul sink.
By Fazilpuria's party, the rhythm takes hold.

On an island dream, the party unfurls,
Fazilpuria's fiesta, for boys and girls.
Girls ordered, like bags of a sweet-smelling dust,
I've conquered the world, in the name of lust.
Come, brother, I'll gift you a foreign doll's grace,
Is my vision blurred, or do you see the same space?
The girls, in wet shorts, their figures gleam,
One in a skirt, diving into a dream.
Wild from the waist, and heavy below,
How much I spend daily, a river that flows.
I've no idea how much I've claimed,
My passion is fresh girls, my body inflamed.
My passion, dear baby, is dancing in the wine's glow,
By Fazilpuria's party, watch the river flow.

Slowly the doors of the houses are closing in,
Everyone knows, what they want to begin.
The liquor's in the blood, the mood is set,
They want to "ding-dong," and forget.
I'll scatter them all, the girls, today,
What can't be done sober, the drink makes its way.
No matter who comes, or who departs,
I'll scatter the weak, and break all their hearts.
By Fazilpuria's party.