chameli ho chameli
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
ha din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
nind raato ki ha ha raato ki
nind raato ki haay haay raato ki
nind raato ki sabki haraam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
haay chameli ho ho chameli
chameli, chameli

mere ango ko sab dekh dekh ke lete hai maja
kehte hai ke mujhme hai, nasha hi nasha

mere ango ko sab dekh dekh ke lete hai maja
kehte hai ke mujhme hai, nasha hi nasha
main to whisky ka bhara hua jaam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi

koi sms bhege, koi photo mail kare
koshish to hai sabki kaise pyaar ka khel kare

koi sms bhege, koi photo mail kare
koshish to hai sabki kaise pyaar ka khel kare
ghar ki aandhi thi ab main tufaan ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi

koi kare ishaare mujhko, koi aankh maare
koi kahe dikhla dun aaja din me tujhko taare

koi kare ishaare mujhko, koi aankh maare
koi kahe dikhla dun aaja din me tujhko taare
dilwaalo ki ab main to jaan ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi

ha sari duniya ye meri gulaam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi
din ho ya raat baat aam ho gayi
hai ye charcha chameli jawan ho gayi

Jasmine, oh Jasmine, bloom unbound,
Day or night, the whispers resound.
A common tongue, on every street,
They murmur tales of Jasmine's heat.
Day or night, the talk takes hold,
That Jasmine's spirit, now unfolds.

The sleep of nights, alas, alas,
The sleep of nights, all shadows pass,
The sleep of nights, now stolen, gone,
By tales of Jasmine, newly born.
Oh, Jasmine, ho, ho, Jasmine,
Jasmine, Jasmine, a siren's hymn.

My form, they gaze, with hungry eyes,
And claim my essence, intoxifies.
My form, they gaze, their hunger keen,
And swear within me, lust is seen.
A whiskey glass, I've overflowed,
By tales of Jasmine, now bestowed.
Day or night, the whispers rise,
That Jasmine's spirit, lights the skies.

Some send their texts, some pictures send,
To play the game, love's tangled end.
Some send their texts, their longing shown,
To play the game, love's seed is sown.
From household gale, a storm I've grown,
By tales of Jasmine, bravely shown.
Day or night, the whispers start,
That Jasmine's spirit, tears apart.

Some signal me, with glances bold,
Some promise stars, a story told.
Some signal me, with glances bright,
And claim to show the stars of light.
The lovers' heart, my captive now,
By tales of Jasmine, taking bow.
Yes, all the world, beneath my sway,
By tales of Jasmine, come what may.
Day or night, the words they speak,
That Jasmine's spirit, starts to creak.
Day or night, the tale is spun,
That Jasmine's beauty has begun.