o madam nancy you are my fancy
jis ladki se pyar karu wo bole no vacancy
o madam nancy you are my fancy
jis ladki se pyar karu wo bole no vacancy
o madam nancy you are my fancy

machli hui ye jawaniya mai kya karu
charo taraf mastaniya mai kya karu
machli hui ye jawaniya mai kya karu
ghum ghum ke jhum jhum ke dil se dil milale
o madam nancy you are my fancy
jis ladki se pyar karu wo bole no vacancy
o madam nancy you are my fancy

kar na ishare sajna mera dil gaya
kar na ishare sajna mera dil gaya
naram kaleja jalima mera hil gaya
karna ishare sajna mera dil gaya
dil to ek hai ek bar hi ja re ja jalima ja
o madam nancy you are my fancy
jis ladki se pyar karu wo bole no vacancy
o madam nancy you are my fancy

yu itrake na chalo dar jaunga
yu ithlake na chalo mar jaunga
yu itrake na chalo dar jaunga
gol gol hai kitna mol hai phul se mukhde ka
o madam nancy you are my fancy
jis ladki se pyar karu wo bole no vacancy
o madam nancy you are my fancy

Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire,
Yet each heart I offer, whispers, "No vacancy."
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire,
Each love I tender, finds only the absence.
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire.

My youth, a storm, now fiercely churns, what can I do?
Around me, revelry, a tide I cannot subdue.
My youth, a storm, now fiercely churns, what can I do?
Let hearts entwine, in dance and sway, let souls now meet.
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire,
Yet each heart I offer, whispers, "No vacancy."
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire.

Your glances, lover, steal my heart away,
Your glances, lover, steal my heart away.
My tender soul, cruel one, begins to sway.
Your glances, lover, steal my heart away.
This heart, it is but one, depart, depart, cruel one, depart!
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire,
Yet each heart I offer, whispers, "No vacancy."
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire.

Don't flaunt yourself, lest I be consumed by dread,
Don't sway and tease, lest I succumb, and be dead.
Don't flaunt yourself, lest I be consumed by dread,
Round and round, what's the worth of that flower face you wear?
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire,
Yet each heart I offer, whispers, "No vacancy."
Oh, Madam Nancy, you are my desire.