ayi hai fashion parade me chalti hai tan tan ke
are sabke dil pe gir gai bijli jab naikli ban than ke

dekho dekho collage me ik ladki aayi hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai
dekho dekho collage me ik ladki aayi hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai

hontho pe gali naak pe gussa tan pe aadhe kapde
chune se mare current ye baat karo to bhadke
hontho pe gali naak pe gussa tan pe aadhe kapde
chune se mare current ye baat karo to bhadke
shart lagalo iski han bhi sirf ladai hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai
arey dekho dekho collage me ik ladki aayi hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai

chaal dhaal se lagti hai ye to kitni magrur
khud ko ye samjhe jaise ye jannat ki hur
chaal dhaal se lagti hai ye to kitni magrur
khud ko ye samjhe jaise ye jannat ki hur
kabhi lage ye hari mirch kabhi lage mithai hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai
dekho dekho collage me ik ladki aayi hai
sharm haya bhi dekh ke isko sharmai hai

Upon fashion's stage, she struts, a silhouette,
And lightning strikes the hearts, as she does pirouette.
See, a maiden enters the college hall,
And modesty itself, before her, does fall.
See, a maiden enters the college hall,
And modesty itself, before her, does fall.

Curses bloom on her lips, fury in her stare,
Garments scant, a current in the air.
Touch her, and the spark will fiercely ignite,
Speak, and she'll erupt, a tempest in the light.
Bet on this, her "yes" is battle's decree,
And modesty itself, before her, does flee.
See, a maiden enters the college hall,
And modesty itself, before her, does fall.

By her gait, she seems proud, a queen's command,
Thinking herself, a houri from a promised land.
By her gait, she seems proud, a queen's command,
Thinking herself, a houri from a promised land.
Sometimes, a fiery chilli, other times, a sweet treat,
And modesty itself, before her, does retreat.
See, a maiden enters the college hall,
And modesty itself, before her, does fall.