Sone nahein deta raat ko woh mujhe satata bahut hai
phone karta hai adhi raat ke baad aur hansata bahut hai
karta hai woh sargoshian, phone per hi deta hai pupiyan
kar ke gandi gandi batein woh mujhe barmata bahut hai
pehle tu mein kar deti hoon manha usse aisi batein karne se
nah rukne per bura maano tu phir mujhe manaata bahut hai
kuch der bad mera mann bhi karta hai uss se aisi batein karne ko
jo kuch hai mujhe pasand woh unhi baton ko dhurata bahut hai
mere sanson ke utar chadhao se woh jaan leta hai mere jazbaat
sab kuch utar dene k liye mere jazbat se faieda uthata bahut hai
uss ke kehne ke mutabeq utarti hoon ik ik kar ke jo pehn rakha hota hai
meethi baton se apna hamnawa banane ke liye mujhe uksata bahut hai
sharam se ho jati hoon mein duhri jab us jageh choone ko kehata hai
poochta hai geeli hoi ho keh nahein aur yahi bat duhrata bahut hai
apne hathon mein pakad ke masalte hoye woh mujhe bata deta hai
yeh jaan kar mera hath bhi puhnch jata hai jahan maza aata bahut hai
woh sehlata rehta hai apna aur sath sath mujh se karta hai gandi batein
sun kar ho jati hoon mein bechain aur usse se milne ko ji lalchata bahut hai
mein ho jati hoon madhosh aur apne aap se hi khelti hoon beqarar hokar
woh bhi ho jata hai taiz hath chalane mein aur akher mein chilata bahut hai
mein yunhi so jati hoon seena pe phone liye, kuch hosh nahein rehta mujhe
usse tu rokti hoon in baton se magar sachi mein mujhe mazaa aata bahut hai
Jab hote hein woh mere sath tu ajjab samaan hota hai
choo lete hein jab woh piyar se tu jazba jawan hota hai
mein nah nah karti rehti hoon woh aagosh mein le lete hein
aise mein phir bhala apne app par qaboo kahan hota hai
woh jante hein meri kamzori rakh deite hein hath ussi jageh
jahan jahan per bhi aise mein choona mannah hota hai
choo lein tu jaag uth ti hai ik trang meri ragg ragg mein
aise mein nah paon tale zameen nah sar pe asmaan hota hai
le laiti hoon unka hath mein aur masalti hoon usse piyar se
khawaish meri bhi jag uth ti hai kuch karne ka armaan hota hai
Mein tadap tadap jaati hoon, jism mera pighalnay lagta he
bekhudi mein leti hoon usse munh mein, sabar kahan hota hai
woh bhi dete hein sath barabar, rakh dete hein rasbhari pe zaban apni
mein masti mein siskane lagti hoon, apne aap pe akhtiyar kahhn hota hai
lita lete hein mujhe apne pehlo mein aur jism mera sehlate hein
phir hota hai shuroo aisa khel jis ka zikar mushkil se beyan hota hai
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