buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki
rab jane kab karegi mujhe mithi bate pyar ki
mithi bate pyar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki

ek pandit ne kaha tha mujhse gadbad hai teri rashi
isiliye to dekh ke tujhko jhatke lage pachasi
ek pandit ne kaha tha mujhse gadbad hai teri rashi
isiliye to dekh ke tujhko jhatke lage pachasi
na jane kab talegi sar se vipda shaniwar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
na jane kab talegi sar se vipda saniwar ki
rab jane kab karegi mujhe mithi bate pyar ki
mithi bate pyar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki

ghur ghur ke dekh rahi hai baat na mari mane
pyar pyar karti hai ya phir chalegi sidhe thane
ghur ghur ke dekh rahi hai baat na mari mane
pyar pyar karti hai ya phir chalegi sidhe thane
meri nahi to baat manegi tu thanedar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
meri nahi to baat manegi tu thanedar ki
rab jane kab karegi mujhe mithi bate pyar ki
mithi bate pyar ki
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk, buk chuk buk chuk buk chuk
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki
tu ladki hai tikhi mirchi bhindi bazar ki

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice,
God knows when sweet love words will entice,
Sweet love words, that's my price.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice.

A priest once said, your stars are askew,
That's why eighty-five jolts I accrue,
A priest once said, your stars are askew,
That's why eighty-five jolts I accrue,
When will Saturday's troubles bid adieu?
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
When will Saturday's troubles bid adieu?
God knows when sweet love words will ensue,
Sweet love words, pure and true.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice.

Gazing, glaring, my words take flight,
Does she love, or head for the night,
Gazing, glaring, my words take flight,
Does she love, or head for the night,
If not mine, the inspector's might?
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
If not mine, the inspector's might?
God knows when sweet love words ignite,
Sweet love words, shining bright.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice,
You, a girl, a sharp chili, market's spice.