fudak fudak ke fudak fudak ke na chal gori
tere pairo me aayegi moch ho tere pairo me aayegi moch
zara aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch
aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch
ho gaadiwale ho gaadiwale chail chabile
bayya milu na daboch ho mujhe bayya milu na daboch
zara aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch
are are aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch

teri jawani uff uma, dede na rani ek chumma
chu chu chuma chu chu
teri jawani uff uma, dede na rani ek chumma
pakke anar pe jungle ka tota marega apni choch choch
aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch
aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch

dil ki bimari achchhi nahi fokat me mar jaau na kahi
dil ki bimari achchhi nahi fokat me mar jaau na kahi
bali umariya patli kamriya badan me mere hai loch loch
aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch
aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch

ari kya khayegi patrani, anda du ya biryani
kya khayegi patrani, anda du ya biryani
ye khana koi naya nahi hai khati hu main har roz roz
aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch
are are are are aage ki soch, soch mere chaila aage ki soch
fudak fudak ke na chal gori pairo me aayegi moch
ho tere pairo me aayegi moch
zara aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch
aage ki soch, soch meri bulbul aage ki soch
aage ki soch, aage ki soch, aage ki soch

Hop, skip, and don't you leap, my dove,
Lest your ankle finds a cruel shove.
A twist of fate, a painful ache,
Think ahead, for goodness sake.
My nightingale, think ahead,
Of pathways winding, fears unsaid.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Before your joyful spirit fails.

O driver, oh the dashing souls ahead,
Lest their arms ensnare, their passions spread.
Don't let them clutch, don't let them hold,
Think ahead, a story to unfold.
My charmer, think ahead,
Where hidden dangers lie in wait instead.
Think ahead, my charmer bold,
Before your tale is left untold.

Your youth, a fire, a burning plea,
Grant a kiss, a moment free.
A peck, a touch, a fleeting grace,
But wild desires will leave their trace.
The parrot, in the jungle's heart,
Will strike the ripened fruit apart.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Before your fragile hopes all fail.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Before your joyful spirit fails.

A heart's disease, a silent dread,
Lest I perish, life unled.
This youthful frame, this slender waist,
In gentle curves, the hours are paced.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Lest life's sweet song begins to fail.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Before your joyful spirit fails.

What feast for you, my queen so fair?
Eggs or biryani beyond compare?
What will you choose to fill your plate?
This daily fare I can't abate.
This taste I know, this food I take,
Each passing day, for goodness sake.
Think ahead, my charmer bold,
Where hidden dangers must unfold.
Think ahead, my charmer bold,
Before your tale is left untold.

Hop, skip, and don't you leap, my dear,
Lest your ankle fills with fear.
A twist of fate, a painful ache,
Think ahead, for goodness sake.
My nightingale, think ahead,
Of pathways winding, fears unsaid.
Think ahead, my nightingale,
Before your joyful spirit fails.
Think ahead, think ahead, think ahead...