gopiyo sang ghume kanhaiya raas rachaiya radha na jaye re
ab saavra na bhaye re
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha party

panghat pe aake saiya marode baiya and everybody brings it on radha
chhede humka daiya bairi kanhaiya and everybody brings it on radha
hoga wo lakho dil ka chor, humka to laage bore
hua hai aise bawla jo kehta jaaye
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o piche pichhe saari nagariya
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o piche pichhe saari nagariya
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that, sexy radha party

mathe pe pankh mor kehte hai maakhan chor
bajaye bansuri bada aaya chitt chor, but radha wants more
dhundungi charo aur milega koi aur
dungi main hatho me mere dil ki ye dor, because radha wants more
o radha radha bholi deewani hai o radha radha do pal jawani hai
o radha ko sambhalo koi ise bata do ke milega na koi sanwariya
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o piche piche saari nagariya

hey radha radha kaahe itna gurur bhala chhodo bhi nakhre ye kaisi ada
tune kya socha tu hi ek mashhur yaha laakho hai gopiya bhi humpe fida
ho saari hi duniya ye maani hai shuru humse teri kahani hai
o rehne de re kanha bhulega tu satana jo girungi main banke bijuriya
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o pichhe pichhe sari nagariya
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body

o panghat pe aake saiya marode baiya and everybody brings it on radha
chhede humka daiya bairi kanhaiya and everybody brings it on radha
hoga wo lakho dil ka chor humka to laage bore
hua hai aise bawla jo kehta jaaye
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o pichhe pichhe sari nagariya
o radha teri chunri o radha tera challa o radha teri natkhat najariya
o radha tera jhumka o radha tera thumka o pichhe pichhe sari nagariya
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body
radha on the dance floor, radha likes to party
radha likes to move that sexy radha body

With the gopis, the Lord of Dance, Krishna, weaves his spell,
But Radha's heart wanders, a different tale to tell.
The dark one no longer charms, no longer calls to her,
Radha on the dance floor, her spirit starts to stir.
Radha likes to party, her spirit starts to soar,
Radha likes to move that sexy Radha body more.

At the riverbank, the lover's grip, a playful squeeze,
And everybody brings it on, the soul begins to ease.
He teases me, this foe, this Krishna's light so bright,
And everybody's crazy, drawn into the night.
He may steal a million hearts, a lover's empty prize,
But his charm feels a bore, a burden in my eyes.
He's become a fool, with his endless refrain,
Oh Radha, your scarf, your ring, a story on display,
Radha, your mischievous glance, a light that holds the day.
Oh Radha, your earrings, your sway, your rhythm's tender call,
Oh Radha, your steps, and the whole town follows all.
Oh Radha, your scarf, your ring, a story on display,
Radha, your mischievous glance, a light that holds the day.
Oh Radha, your earrings, your sway, your rhythm's tender call,
Oh Radha, your steps, and the whole town follows all.
Radha on the dance floor, the world begins to spin,
Radha likes to party, let the revelry begin.
Radha likes to move that sexy Radha body in.

A peacock's feather whispers, "He is the butter thief,"
The flute's sweet song, a rogue, a sorrow and relief.
But Radha wants more, a deeper, truer art,
I’ll search the world around, to find a lover's heart.
I’ll give my heart, a string to guide my way,
Because Radha wants more, come what may.

Oh Radha, Radha, youth's a fleeting grace,
Oh Radha, someone, seize this moment, time and space.
He'll be no savior, no lover divine,
Oh Radha, your scarf, your ring, a story on display,
Radha, your mischievous glance, a light that holds the day.
Oh Radha, your earrings, your sway, your rhythm's tender call,
Oh Radha, your steps, and the whole town follows all.

Hey Radha, Radha, why this pride, this fleeting phase?
Leave these tantrums, this flamboyant gaze.
You think you're the only star, the one and only prize?
But here are a million gopis, with fire in their eyes.
The whole world has begun, from you, the lore.
Leave it, Kanha, stop annoying, wanting for more.
I'll be a lightning flash, should I fall down the sky,
Oh Radha, your scarf, your ring, a story on display,
Radha, your mischievous glance, a light that holds the day.
Oh Radha, your earrings, your sway, your rhythm's tender call,
Oh Radha, your steps, and the whole town follows all.
Radha on the dance floor,
Radha likes to move that,
Sexy Radha body,
Radha on the dance floor,
Radha likes to party.

At the riverbank, the lover's grip, a playful squeeze,
And everybody brings it on, the soul begins to ease.
He teases me, this foe, this Krishna's light so bright,
And everybody's crazy, drawn into the night.
He may steal a million hearts, a lover's empty prize,
But his charm feels a bore, a burden in my eyes.
He's become a fool, with his endless refrain,
Oh Radha, your scarf, your ring, a story on display,
Radha, your mischievous glance, a light that holds the day.
Oh Radha, your earrings, your sway, your rhythm's tender call,
Oh Radha, your steps, and the whole town follows all.

Radha likes to party,
Radha likes to move that,
Sexy Radha body,
Radha on the dance floor,
Radha likes to party.