kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai
kuch income tax le jata kuch biwi udati hai
kuch income tax le jata kuch biwi udati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai
achha kaho tum kuch bhi
lekin ye samjhdaro ka kahna hai
kaho tum kuch bhi lekin
ye samjhdaro ka kahna hai, kya
luta dete hai ghar ko mard aurat ghar banati hai
luta dete hai ghar ko mard aurat ghar banati hai

aa teri in saadiyo ne jamfaro ne maar dala hai
aa teri in saadiyo ne arey jamfaro ne maar dala hai
teri diwali ki khatir mera nikala diwala hai
mai kadka hu mai kadka hu mai kadka jeb se
tu shent kapdo me lagati hai
mai kadka jeb se tu shent kapdo me lagati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai

base bhi shehar me chalti hai kyu texi me jate ho
cinema dekhte ho hotlo ke bil chukate ho
kamayi aadhi bahar aur aadhi ghar me aati hai
kamayi aadhi bahar aur aadhi ghar me aati hai
luta dete hai ghar ko mard aurat ghar banati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai

ubal jata ho chahe dud chahe roti jal jalti ho
pehan kar reshmi sadi tu hai nipat nari
pehan kar reshmi sadi tum aise aise chalti ho
tum aise aise chalti ho tum aise aise
mai bate jab sunata hu tujhe aankhe dikhati hu
mai bate jab sunata hu tujhe aankhe dikhati hu
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai

uda dete hai paisa bad me phir hath malte hai
dabake muh me cigrette aap aise aise chalte hai
musibat sar pe jab aati hai biwi kam aati hai
musibat sar pe jab aati hai biwi kam aati hai
luta dete hai ghar ko mard aurat ghar banati hai
kamata hu bahut kuch par kamayi dub jati hai

I earn much, a tide that ebbs away,
Drowned by taxes, then by her display.
I earn much, and yet it slips from hand,
Some say this is the wise man's land.
Say what you will, the knowing ones declare,
He squanders all, while she builds the lair.

These silks, these jumpers, a fatal grace,
For your Diwali, my fortune's erased.
I'm broke, my pockets, a desolate plain,
While you in perfumes and silks reign.
I earn much, yet it slips through the sieve.

Buses traverse the city's sprawl,
Yet taxis beckon, hear the spendthrift's call.
Movies and hotels, a bill to pay,
Half earned is squandered, half finds its way.
He squanders all, while she builds the nest,
I earn much, and find no rest.
I earn much, a tide that ebbs away.

Whether milk boils over, or bread turns to ash,
In silken robes, you move with a flash.
In silken gowns, you walk with such art,
You walk like this, you break my heart.
When I speak, you roll your eyes at me,
When I speak, you show your apathy.
I earn much, a tide that ebbs away.

They spend it all, then wring their hands in dread,
A cigarette clamped, with a swaggering tread.
When hardship strikes, she's the steadfast friend,
When hardship strikes, she helps till the end.
He squanders all, while she builds the lair.
I earn much, and despair's my share.
I earn much, a tide that ebbs away.