suno, agar main ban jaoon
tumhaaree tarah prem lutaane kee masheen
main karane lagoon tumase tumhaare hee jaisa pyaar
tumhaaree tarah ka sparsh jo aate-jaate mere gaalon pe dhadaadhad
chipak jaata hai
meree baalon ko kheech lena
aur phir kahana- ‘aah julph hai ya zanjeer’
meree aah-oo kee aavaaz mein paida hone vaala nasha
kitana anokha hai na ye sab
jise tum bataate ho doston kee toliyon mein
socho kaisa ho tumhaare jhaad-jhangaad baalon ke
reshamee ahasaas mein meree ungaliyaan ulajh jae
tumhaaree teer kamaan vaalee moochhon se main bhee kheloon
jaise khelate ho tum julphon se
tarah-tarah ke prayog karoon
jo mujhe bana de anaadee se khilaadee
tum karo mujhe lubhaane ke lie saare jatan
yahaan tak ki tumhaare sakht gaalon ko bhee narm banaane ke
jis par mera pyaar, mera sparsh ubhar aaye seedhe-seedhe
kabhee-kabhee dhol-dhappatta karoon
maze-maze mein tumhaare badan par
aur tum le lo ise upahaar svaroop
rokar, roothakar tum bhaav khao
khaana na khao
aur mujhe bhee do ek
mauqa pyaar jataane ka
tum apane doston kee tolee mein batao mere pyaar
ko itana mahaan
ki nuskha mil jae unako bhee pyaar paane ka
is tarah roomaaniyat badhatee jae pyaar kee
tum dekho sigaret se jalee huee apanee jaangh ko
chhaatee par ubharee huee naakhoon kee nok-jhonk ko
aur main poochhoon ek zoradaar dhaul jamaakar
kyoon kaisee rahee?
tum karon sirf ooh-aah
main kahoon
vaah maza aa gaya
ye badalee huee tasveer bhee kuchh behatar nahin hai na?
chalo ek naee tasveer bana lete hain
milakar!