aaja aaja meri jaan aajma le come on come on
tik tik kyu hai rengta par faila le come on come on
jine me ho tere koi to maja
aage aage humko hai jana
piche piche piche duniya tu aana
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on ya ya come on ya ya
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on ya ya come on ya ya
come on ya ya come on ya ya

mob cut bubble cut french cut
long cut yahi kahi chipa jindagi ka for cut
na yaha if vif na yaha but what
lambi choti cut cut cut cut
aage aage humko hai jana
piche piche duniya tu aana
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on come on
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on come on come on come on

thoda rab thoda scrab thoda thoda white white
mummy papa ho ya ho chote chote
mummy ka sakup kismat kismat
aage aage humko hai jana
piche piche duniya tu aana
piche piche, piche piche
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on come on
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on come on, come on come on

aaja aaja meri jaan aajma le
come on come on
tik tik kyu hai regta par faila le
come on, come on
jine me ho tere koi to maja
aage aage hum ko hai jana
piche piche piche duniya tu aana
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on ya ya come on ya ya
come on ya ya come on ya ya
apni dum bhi unchi ho public sari nichi ho
come on ya ya come on ya ya
come on ya ya come on ya ya

Come, come, my love, now put me to the test,
Come on, come on.
Why crawl in fear, unfold your wings,
Come on, come on.
If in living there's a joy to be,
Then onward, onward, we must flee,
Let the world come trailing after we.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.

Mob cut, bubble cut, French cut,
Long cut, where life's 'forever' is hid.
No "ifs," no "buts," only "what's" instead,
Long, short, cut, cut, cut, cut.
Then onward, onward, we must flee,
Let the world come trailing after we.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, come on.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, come on, come on, come on.

A little rub, a little scrub, a touch of white,
Mothers and fathers, or the little ones too.
Mom's embrace, fate, fate, fate.
Then onward, onward, we must flee,
Let the world come trailing after we.
Trailing, trailing, trailing after
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, come on.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come, come, my love, now put me to the test,
Come on, come on.
Why crawl in fear, unfold your wings,
Come on, come on.
If in living there's a joy to be,
Then onward, onward, we must flee,
Let the world come trailing after we.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.
Let our tails rise high, let the crowd bow low,
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah.