love eighty six o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o miss miss dede kiss kiss aya hai eighty six
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o sanam kahta hai mosam pyar ka hai time fix
o miss miss miss dede kiss kiss kiss
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o sanam kahta hai mosam pyar ka hai time fix
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six

eighty six nahi eighty six nahi ye hai computer yar
are hum bhi banenge ab machini lover
button dabao kam karenge button dabao pyar karenge
button dabao muskurayege button dabao to ahe bharenge
one two three four five six
o miss miss miss dede kiss kiss kiss
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o sanam kahta hai mosam pyar ka hai time fix
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six

are aa tu meri umar ka jawab ban na
jawab par shabab behisab ban ja
tere jism ke kinare aa gaya hu
tere rup ki nadi ne naha gaya hu
ab tu apni mauj me kho jane de
ishk ko jawan thoda ho jane de
kate ka irada hai ke fas jaye fish
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o miss mauka hai mat kar kiss miss
are pyar me virane bhi ban jate hai peris
o miss dede kiss aya hai eighty six
o miss miss miss dede kiss kiss kiss
aya hai eighty six

Eighty-six, oh, miss, a kiss is what is due, eighty-six.
Oh, miss, miss, grant a kiss, a kiss, eighty-six.
Oh, miss, bestow a kiss, it's eighty-six.
My love declares, the season of love, a fixed time to mix.
Oh, miss, miss, miss, grant a kiss, a kiss, a kiss.
Oh, miss, bestow a kiss, it's eighty-six.
My love declares, the season of love, a fixed time to fix.
Oh, miss, a kiss is due, it's eighty-six.

Eighty-six? No, not eighty-six, this, a computer's trick.
We, too, will now become robotic, love's quick click.
Press a button, work we will, press a button, love's quick lick.
Press a button, smile we'll find, press a button, sighs will stick.
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Oh, miss, miss, miss, grant a kiss, a kiss, a kiss.
Oh, miss, bestow a kiss, it's eighty-six.
My love declares, the season of love, a fixed time to mix.
Oh, miss, a kiss is due, it's eighty-six.

Come, be the answer to my age's plea,
Upon your reply, a youthful ecstasy.
To the shores of your body, I've come to be,
In the river of your form, I now swim free.
Now, let yourself in your own joy reside,
Let love mature, with passion as its guide.
The thorn intends to ensnare the fish in a mesh.
Oh, miss, a kiss is due, it's eighty-six.
Oh, miss, seize the moment, don't miss this kiss.
In love, even deserts transform to Paris' bliss.
Oh, miss, a kiss is due, it's eighty-six.
Oh, miss, miss, miss, grant a kiss, a kiss, a kiss.
It's eighty-six now, this kiss.