pyar ke pal do pal churane
jate the pahle sab switzarland
ya phir kisi samndar ke kinare
chapati aksa ya banstain
switzarland to purana hai
banstain pe saara jamana hai
to pyar ki do baate kerne
ab jayege hum kaha
to chal chal to chal chal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal to chal chal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal to chal chal

kya kisi hotel me jana na hoga better
arey sar pe khada rahega menu card le kar waiter
agar lambi drive pe jaye to kya gham hai
meri car me kachra jyada petrol kam hai
arey baba garden me bacha party hai
teri chht pe parmindar aunty hai
tere ghar ke aagan me bethe hai
tulsi the sun ho to chal chal
to chal chal to chal chal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal

najar lege na tumhe kisi ki
balo me mirchi nimbu laga du
yahi racha le jaldi se shadi
mang me sambhar ka powder saja lu
yahi pe recepition
hoga yahi pe milan ki ho rhana
yahi pe hoga hamara munaa
hogi yahi pe mune ki bhana
arey baba yahi pe bache sikhege
note book me apni wo likhege
a for aaple b for biscuit hota hai
c for pikal p for pikal himansu
are mai chilli pikal ki baat kar raha hu
wo to huya na c for pikal
to chal chal ho chal chal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal
to chal chal bhosale market chal
wahi to latest hai aajkal

To steal two precious moments of love,
We once fled to Switzerland's embrace,
Or by oceans, where tides softly move,
Chowpatty, Aksa, or Benstein's space.
Switzerland, a tale of yesterday,
Benstein, where all the world now meets,
So where shall lovers now find their way,
For whispers sweet and secret treats?
Come, let us go, let us go,
To Bhosle Market, where new trends flow,
The latest whispers, fresh and bright,
To Bhosle Market, bathed in light.

A hotel, would it not be better?
Where waiters hover, menu in hand,
A long drive, what is the matter?
My car's more refuse than petrol, I understand.
The garden's filled with children's games,
Parminder Aunty on your roof,
Your home's courtyard, a chorus of names,
With Tulsi, if the sun gives proof.
Come, let us go, let us go,
To Bhosle Market, where new trends flow,
The latest whispers, fresh and bright,
To Bhosle Market, bathed in light.

Lest any envy touch your guise,
With chilies and lemons, I'll anoint your hair,
Let us wed, beneath loving skies,
With vermilion powder, grace the air.
Here, our reception shall unfold,
Here, our meeting will forever reside,
Here, our little one will be bold,
And his sister, by his side.
Here, children will learn and grow,
Their notebooks, where knowledge will flow,
A is for Apple, B is for Biscuit,
C is for Pickle, yes, it's a fit.
I speak of chili pickle, you see,
A perfect fit, for C it must be!
Come, let us go, let us go,
To Bhosle Market, where new trends flow,
The latest whispers, fresh and bright,
To Bhosle Market, bathed in light.