chik chiki chik chiki chik chiki chik chik
chik chiki chik chiki chik chiki chik chik
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
kabhi to pakde meri kalaayi haay
kabhi to pakde meri kalaayi, kabhi ye pakde pallaa
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla

laaye kabhi kulfi samosa kabhi laaye
baaho me bithaake vo haatho se khilaaye
laaye kabhi kulfi samosa kabhi laaye
baaho me bithaake vo haatho se khilaaye
baalo me gulaabo ka gajra sajaaye
mithi mithi baato se mujhko chaslaaye
kabhi dilaaye jhumka jhumar
kabhi dilaaye jhumka jhumar, kabhi dilaaye chhallaa
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla

kaise mai bataayu banaaye kyaa bahaane
kare zid apni meri na kuchh maane
kaise mai bataayu banaaye kyaa bahaane
kare zid apni meri na kuchh maane
badaa rasiyaa hai badaa hai harajaayi
taubaa meri taubaa karegaa rusvaayi
tujhe khabar naa hai koyi
tujhe khabar naa hai koyi, jaane saaraa mohallaa
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
kabhi to pakde meri kalaayi
kabhi to pakde meri kalaayi, kabhi ye pakde pallaa
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla
saasuji thaaro lalla machaaye raat halla

Click-click, click-click, click-click, click-click,
Click-click, click-click, click-click, click-click,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Sometimes he grasps my wrist, alas,
Sometimes he grasps my wrist, sometimes he clutches my shawl,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble.

He brings me kulfi, samosas he'll bring,
In his arms he'll hold me, from his hands I'll sing,
He brings me kulfi, samosas he'll bring,
In his arms he'll hold me, from his hands I'll sing,
In my hair, a garland of roses he'll string,
With honeyed words, my heart he'll swing,
Sometimes he brings me earrings,
Sometimes he brings me earrings, sometimes a ring,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble.

How can I tell you, the schemes he weaves,
His stubborn heart, my pleas it grieves,
How can I tell you, the schemes he weaves,
His stubborn heart, my pleas it grieves,
A lover he is, a rogue, it’s true,
My repentance, my shame he'll pursue,
You know nothing, it seems,
You know nothing, it seems, the whole lane does accrue,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Sometimes he grasps my wrist,
Sometimes he grasps my wrist, sometimes he clutches my shawl,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble,
Mother-in-law, your son, the night's a-rumble.