purana tera khunta oye dhakka laga chuta
chalayega kya gadi chalayega kya gadi
utar apni dhoti utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi
purana tera khunta oye dhakka laga chuta
chalayega kya gadi chalayega kya gadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi

dhoti ne diya dhokha piche se jara fat gayi
dhoti ne diya dhokha piche se jara fat gayi
dunia ne nahi dekha izzat to magar lut gayi
jhutha hai mard bacha jhutha hai mard
bacha ab jhutha ho ya sacha
oye man mera kahna man mera kahna
mundwake much dadi or bandh meri sadi
purana tera khunta oye dhakka laga chuta
chalayega kya gadi chalayega kya gadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi

bumbai tu kabhi chalna mai chudi dila dungi
bumbai tu kabhi chalna mai chudi dila dungi
jo sar pe latkati hai wo dum bhi kata dungi
kaisa diya jhatka kaisa diya jhatka
aage na yaha atka aage na yaha atka
payega nahi dana payega nahi dana
ye chhod ke dhoti bandh meri sadi
purana tera khunta oye dhakka laga chuta
chalayega kya gadi chalayega kya gadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi

ladki hu sahar wali rahna tu jara bachke
ladki hu sahar wali rahna tu jara bachke
dil mera dhadkta hai jab teri kamar lachke
aisa laga thumka lahrane lage jhumka
aa jaye nasha pyare aa jaye nasha pyare bas tu le jara gadi
bandh meri sadi purana tera khunta oye dhakka laga chuta
chalayega kya gadi chalayega kya gadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi
utar apni dhoti or bandh meri sadi

Your old post, it broke with a shove,
Will you drive the carriage, will you drive?
Cast off your dhoti, cast it aside,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
Your old post, it broke with a shove,
Will you drive the carriage, will you drive?
Cast off your dhoti, cast it aside,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.

The dhoti betrayed, it tore at the back,
The world saw nothing, but honor lost track.
A liar, this man-child, a liar indeed,
False or true, still, heed my need.
Listen to me, listen to me, now,
Shave your mustache, your beard allow,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
Your old post, it broke with a shove,
Will you drive the carriage, will you drive?
Cast off your dhoti, cast it aside,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.

Go to Bombay, I'll buy you bangles bright,
And cut off the tail that hangs from your height.
What a jolt you gave, what a shock you impart,
Don't get stuck here, don't play this part.
You will not find your grain, you won't partake,
Your old post, it broke with a shove,
Will you drive the carriage, will you drive?
Cast off your dhoti, cast it aside,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.

I'm a city girl, keep your distance, beware,
My heart beats fast when your waist moves and sways there.
Such a twirl you make, earrings now sway,
Let the intoxication come, drive my way.
Bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
Your old post, it broke with a shove,
Will you drive the carriage, will you drive?
Cast off your dhoti, cast it aside,
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.
And bind my sari, with nothing to hide.