thaaye kare katta yaha dhak dhani se
chaku ghuse chhatiyo me fhak dhani se
ratna ki ghodo ki thaap suno ji
ye kahani hai kya mere baap suno ji
rowdybaaj rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga oh bhaga oh bhaga
romio bichara dil leke apne hath par
rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga romio bichara dil leke apne hath par
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani

aakdi se hekadi ko khech ke nikale
are golli mare karke puche kese haal chal re
mot ka ye hope jab secret hai
gidyo or chil sabhi over wait hai
chaand jese thopade pe chechko ke daag hai
ishq wali balti me husan wale surag hai
rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga romio bichara dill leke apne hath par
rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga romio bichara dill leke apne hath par
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani

pith par chhatiya hai chhati pe bhi pith hai
swal puch karke dekhiye jawab it hai
aesi tragedy ke aage kind flop hai
itne dag hai yha ki tight flope hai
adventure hi smajh ke kud jana bhul hai
aa hi jao narak me jo kudne ki fijol hai

rowdybaaj rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga romio bichara dill leke apne hath par
rowdybaaj yaha rani hai thame revolver
oh bhaga romio bichara dill leke apne hath par
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani
rivolver rani ko chadi hai jvani
mom ka hai moda uske ishq ki nishani

Here, where hearts are cleaved, a crimson dance,
Knives plunge deep, a fatal, frenzied trance.
Listen close, to Ratna's horses' beat,
A story unfolds, beneath our feet.
This queen, a rebel, holds a gun so cold,
Romeo flees, a story to be told.
He runs and runs, his heart within his hand,
This queen, a rebel, in this desolate land.
Romeo flees, his heart within his hand,
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.

Pride's grip loosened, a harshness laid bare,
A bullet fired, "How do you fare?"
Death's secret, whispered in the breeze,
Vultures and kites, gorged on unease.
A moonlit face, marred by scars of shame,
In love's deep well, beauty's broken claim.
This queen, a rebel, holds a gun so cold,
Romeo flees, a story to be told.
This queen, a rebel, in this desolate land.
Romeo flees, his heart within his hand,
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.

Breasts on the back, and the back on the breast,
Ask your question, the answer is pressed.
Kindness fails, before such tragedy,
So many scars, a tightening decree.
To leap in, thinking it an adventure's call,
To enter hell, is folly's thrall.

This queen, a rebel, holds a gun so cold,
Romeo flees, a story to be told.
This queen, a rebel, in this desolate land.
Romeo flees, his heart within his hand,
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.
Youth's fire ignites, for the queen so grand,
A waxen heart, a mark of love's command.