kabhi to kismat hi fi hamari ho
kabhi to tshirt se matching ferrari ho
kabhi to bank mein currency karari ho
kabhi to apni madonna se yaari ho
kabhi kabhi aisa lage yeh bhi kum hai khwaishe
khuda mera poocha kare raza meri i dont take a pill
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell

jahan bhi jaye ek spotlight upar ho
sensex niche phir bhi hum upar ho
007 james bond wali ghadi ho
u.s.a mein dus baaran kothia padi ho
kabhi kabhi aisa lage yeh bhi kum hai khwaishe
khuda mera poocha kare raza meri i dont take a pill
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell

mera check book leke aao they dont accept cards
what to do dinar dollar euros francs
whats with the money of the world in bank
crorepati but my pocket is khaali
pretending that im living on milk and honey
clothes and cars diamonds and gold bars
im living off love but im looking like a star

hasrate hai badi full full hai kadi
kaayenat chahiye taaro se jo ho jadi
so aarfi sa chahiye muthi bhar sahi
jo seedhe se haasil na ho cheen lo
one day jacuzzi wale do teen hotel ho
apne bhi naam ki beer ki bottle ho
one day versace ka wardrobe total ho
foreign ki ladki par rate yaar local ho
kabhi kabhi aisa lage yeh bhi kum hai khwaishe
khuda mera poocha kare raza meri i don't take a pill
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell
jingle jingle sabki jebe jingle jingle de
apne paas to sikka single so what the hell

Someday, fate's embrace, high-five divine,
Matching Ferrari, a shirt's design.
A crisp currency, the bank's sweet hoard,
A friendship with Madonna, forever adored.
Sometimes, these desires seem less than enough,
God asks my will, I say, I don't take a pill.
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?

Wherever I go, a spotlight above,
Sensex may dip, but I rise with love.
A James Bond watch, a 007's gleam,
Twelve mansions in the USA, a waking dream.
Sometimes, these desires seem less than enough,
God asks my will, I say, I don't take a pill.
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?

Bring my checkbook, they don't accept cards,
What to do? Dinars, dollars, euros, and francs hard.
What's with the money of the world, in banks' hold?
A millionaire, yet my pocket is cold.
Pretending that I'm living on milk and honey,
Clothes and cars, diamonds and gold bars,
I'm living off love, but I'm looking like a star.

Aspirations bloom, a garden full and bold,
I crave the cosmos, with stars of gold.
A Sufi's hand, a handful, true and deep,
What is not freely given, I will fiercely keep.
One day, jacuzzi hotels, two or three,
A beer bottle, my name for all to see.
One day, a Versace wardrobe, my decree,
A foreign girl, with a local price for me.
Sometimes, these desires seem less than enough,
God asks my will, I say, I don't take a pill.
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?
Jingle jingle, their pockets jingle and chime,
I hold a single coin, so what the hell?