mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
telephone pe thandi thandi aahe wo bharta hai
kahta hai o jane jaha o jane jigar
dekh kar sach bol
muhje shak hota hai kahi tu tu tu tu tu
mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
telephone pe thandi thandi aahe wo bharta hai

mai kahti hu hello hello hello
wo kahta hai dil lelo
koi punjabi hai ya koi sharabi hai
mai puchu kon hai tu wo bole i love you
na nam batata hai na kam batata hai
dil dhak dhak dhak dhak dhak dhak karta hai
wo mujhpe marta hai
mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
telephone pe thandi thandi aahe wo bharta hai

jab phone uthati hu cut kar rah jati hu
kabhi chup ho jata hai kabhi siti bajata hai
di galiya kafi mai mang chuki mafi
kitne hi ghar badle kitne numbar badle
jab ghanti bajti hai wohi nikalta hai
mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai

aa meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai
telephone pe thandi thandi aahe wo bharti hai
kahti hai jane jaha o jane jigar
dekh idhar sach bol mujhe shak hota hai
kahi tu tu tu tu tu tu tu
meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai

jo teri kahani hai wo meri kahani hai
lekin ye yad rahe ek din ye yad rahe
wo pakdi jayegi fir jakdi jayegi
mai use na chodunga ye kasam na todunga
dekhu fir baho se wo kaise nikalti hai
aa meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai
telephone pe thandi thandi aahe wo bharti hai
kahti hai jane jaha o jane jigar
dekh idhar sach bol mujhe shak hota hai
kahi tu tu tu tu tu tu tu
meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai

mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai
mera ek diwana mujhe telephone karta hai
meri ek diwani mujhe telephone karti hai

A madman of mine, he calls on the wire,
A madman of mine, his breath a cold pyre.
On the phone, he sighs, a frigid, hollow sound,
Whispering, "Oh my love, my life's ground,
Tell me true, look in my eye,
Tell me, tell me, do you lie?"
I doubt, I doubt, it's you, it's you, you, you.
A madman of mine, he calls anew.

I answer, "Hello, hello, hello..."
He pleads, "My heart, let it go."
"Are you Punjabi? A drunkard's spree?"
"I love you," he breathes, just to me.
No name he utters, no work does he claim,
My heart beats, a fluttering, frantic game,
He claims to die for me in flame.
A madman of mine, the phone's his aim.

When I pick up, the line, it is dead,
Sometimes he's silent, sometimes whistling is said.
I curse, I beg for forgiveness with might,
I change homes, I change numbers in the night.
When the bell rings, I know who it be,
My madman, he calls relentlessly.

My madwoman calls, her voice so frail,
My madwoman calls, her breath, a wintry gale.
She whispers, "My love, my life, my guiding star,
Look at me, tell the truth, from afar.
I doubt, I doubt, it's you, it's you, you, you."
My madwoman calls, her doubts accrue.

Your tale and mine, a mirroring dance,
But remember this, this one, fateful chance,
She'll be caught, then chained, bound to me,
I'll not release her, by my decree.
I'll watch her then, from my embrace,
How, she will escape this desperate space.
My madwoman calls, her voice now frail,
My madwoman calls, her breath a gale.
She whispers, "My love, my life, my guiding star,
Look at me, tell the truth, from afar.
I doubt, I doubt, it's you, it's you, you, you."
My madwoman calls, her doubts accrue.

A madman of mine, he calls on the wire,
A madwoman of mine, in flame takes higher.
A madman of mine, he calls on the wire,
A madwoman of mine, her heart's desire.