ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole woh aala woh bole mi aali
ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole woh aala woh bole mi aali
ai ya ya bolo kya karu ai ya ya dono se daru
ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole woh aala woh bole mi aali

sweet sweet gharwaali hot hot baaharwaali
sweet sweet gharwaali hot hot baaharwaali
yeh bajaaye siti woh bajaaye taali
woh mujhko dekhe main usko dekhu
woh mera soche main uska sochu
isko galti se chumu toh deti hai woh gaali
ik taraf ik taraf ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole woh aala woh bole mi aali

yeh hai shehar ki gori woh hai gaanve ki chhori
yeh hai shehar ki gori woh hai gaanve ki chhori
dono ke haaton mein meri patang ki dori
yeh mera pongo woh meri dafali
yeh dono asali yeh dono nakali
woh hai nepaali bulbul yeh mumbai mirchi waali
ik taraf ik taraf ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole woh aala woh bole mi aali
ai ya ya bolo kya karu ai ya ya dono se daru

gharwaali gharwaali hai tu toh baahrwaali hai
aayi tu mehal mein kaise tu toh chaaliwaali hai
tera gharwaala kyun mere pichhe aata jaata hai
aate jaate kyun mujhse woh aankh ladaata hai
woh mera hai mera woh kal tak tha tera
deewaani main usaki deewaana woh mera
dono khatare ki ghanti kyun maine gale mein daali
ik taraf ik taraf ik taraf hai gharwaali ik taraf baaharwaali
yeh bole tu aala main bole mi aali

One side, the hearth's keeper, the other, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."
One side, the hearth's keeper, the other, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."
Oh, what to do, what to do? Oh, I fear them both now, it's true.
One side, the hearth's keeper, the other, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."

Sweet, sweet is the home-bound, hot, hot the world's sound,
Sweet, sweet is the home-bound, hot, hot the world's sound,
One whistles a tune, the other claps all around.
They both watch me, I gaze at the sight,
She thinks of me, I dream of her light.
A kiss by mistake, and a torrent of sound.
One side, one side, one side, the hearth's keeper, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."

She, a city dove, she, a village flower,
She, a city dove, she, a village flower,
In their hands, my kite's string, in this hour.
One, my drum, the other, my own,
One, the real, the other, unknown,
She, a Nepali nightingale, she, a Mumbai chili's power.
One side, one side, one side, the hearth's keeper, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."
Oh, what to do, what to do? Oh, I fear them both now, it's true.

"Wife, wife, you are, but she's the other side,
How did you enter the palace, you of the alley's stride?"
"Why does your husband trail me, why does he come and go?
Why does he meet my gaze, why does love flow?"
"He is mine, mine, he was yours until yesterday's end,
I am mad for him, he's mine, my friend."
Both a danger bell, why did I start this game, this trend?
One side, one side, one side, the hearth's keeper, the world's allure,
One says I'm supreme, the other, "I'm the purest."