pa ni sa ni sa ma pa
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
nahi tujhko koi hosh hosh uspar joban ka josh josh
nahi tera nahi tera koi dosh dosh
madahosh hai tu har vakt vakt
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
aashiq hai tera naam naam
dil lena dena kaam kaam
meri baahe meri baahe mat tham tham

badnaam hai tu madamast mast
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
tu cheez badi hai mast mast ni sa ga ma
bol zara tu jane mahbubi mujhme aisi kya hai khubi
tu ek resham ki dor dor too ek resham ki dor dor
teri chal pe aashiq mor mor
teri zulf ghani teri zulf ghani chitachor chor
ghanghor ghata mad mast mast
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
pa ni sa ye dil teri aankho me duba ban ja meri tu mahbooba
mat tir najar ke maar maar ye chot lagegi aar paar

aasan aasan samjh mat yaar yaar ye pyaar bada hai sakht sakht tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
nahi tujhko koi hosh hosh uspar joban ka josh josh
nahi tera nahi tera koi dosh dosh nahi
madhosh hai tu har vaqt vaqt
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast
aashiq hai tera naam naam dil lena dena kaam kaam
meri baahe meri mat tham tham badnaam hai tu madamast mast
tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast

A beauty like unfurling buds, you hold,
In every gesture, light untold.
Seven lost, seventy-seven pierced,
Why blame the Maker for a form so bold?
The moment you appeared on stage,
You turned the good to a darkened cage.
It's not your fault, you bear no stain,
Your beauty is a powerful rage.

You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
You are a thing of thrilling kiss,
You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
And I am lost in a dizzying abyss.
You have no care, no mindful thought,
With youthful fire, your senses caught.
It’s not your fault, you bear no stain,
Drunk on the moments you have sought.

You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
You are a thing of thrilling kiss,
You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
And I am lost in a dizzying abyss.
Your eyes, deceitful, a devil's art,
In your love, my soul will depart.
How can one escape this burning pyre,
When in the heart, the flames impart?

Such sorcery you have begun,
No one can keep what they've won.
It's not your fault, you bear no stain,
Your beauty is a powerful reign.
You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
You are a thing of thrilling kiss,
You are a thing of thrilling bliss,
And I am lost in a dizzying abyss.