bolo re yaro bam bam bhole
dard e dil bhi bam bam bhole
apna pappu bada gyani, par ladki ke age wo ho jaye pani
yaro ladkiyo ko gyan na bato, unke ghar ke chakar katto
gift me sone ki bali, kya hua agar jeb hai khali
yaro paise waise udhar tu karle
lotane ke time par bam bam bhole

are o kudiyo jindagi ke fande
ham se tum jaan lo, o kudiyo, o o soniyo
aajkal pyar wyar bhi ek karobar
bam bam bhole, bam bam bhole
ek taraf pappu ka pyar hai sacha
duji taraf banti hai mantri ka bacha
yara jhat pat socho
phata phat socho apka dulha kon banega
aap hi bolo mai kya karu bhaiya
mantri ka bacha hai akal ka kacha
phir bhi hai wo sabse achha
paise besumar red light wali car
milegi na baar baar jindagi ke din char
karo nahi waste yaar
mauka mile to fayda udale
dar e dil ko bam bam bhole

are o pappu tere paise se kya ana hai
na roti na makan o pappu bolo bam bam bhole
nahi agar paise to hogi aish kaise
bam bam bhole, bam bam bhole
mehnat ke raste pe kate hi kate
he bhed na charao to police wala dante bhaya
palo nahi dhakan lekar aa tu makhan
dunia ka rang tujhe tabhi dikhega
makhan la ke mai kya karu bhaya
banti mama ko maska lagade
hawa me ek baar goli chala de
ghosit ho ja badmash neta mantri tere pass
public ka bhi khas
phir na koi tenson, lad ja election
moka mile to fayda uthale
baki sab kuch bam bam bhole
bolo re yaro bam bam bhole
jor se bolo bam bam bhole

Sing, friends, Bom Bom Bhole,
Even heartache, Bom Bom Bhole.
Our Pappu, so wise, they say,
But before a girl, he melts away.
Friends, don't lecture girls on wit,
Chase after them, where they sit.
A golden earring, a gift so grand,
What if your pockets are empty of land?
Friends, borrow money, whatever the cost,
To repay it later, Bom Bom Bhole, lost.

Oh, girls, the life's true decree,
Learn from us, oh girls, oh, my honey.
Nowadays, love's a business, you see,
Bom Bom Bhole, Bom Bom Bhole.
One side, Pappu's love, pure and true,
The other, Bunty, the minister's nephew.
Friends, think quickly, don't delay,
Whom will you marry, tell me today?
You tell me, what should I do, brother?
The minister's boy, a mind of another,
Yet, he's the best, above all the others,
Unlimited wealth, a red-light car,
Won't come again, life's fleeting star,
Don't waste it, my dear,
If the opportunity arises, grasp it, never fear.
Even heartache, Bom Bom Bhole.

Oh, Pappu, what good are your funds?
No bread, no home, oh Pappu, Bom Bom Bhole,
Without money, how will you find fun?
Bom Bom Bhole, Bom Bom Bhole.
The path of labor is thorny and long,
Don't graze sheep, or the police will be strong.
Don't be a fool, get the butter instead,
Then the world's colors will be spread.
What will I do with the butter, brother?
Butter up Bunty, the uncle, like no other,
Fire a shot in the air once again,
Declare yourself a rogue, a leader of men,
A minister will be yours to embrace,
And the public will love your face.
Then no more tension, enter the election,
If the opportunity arises, grasp it, no hesitation.
The rest is all Bom Bom Bhole,
Sing, friends, Bom Bom Bhole,
Sing it loud, Bom Bom Bhole.