Peetay They Sharab Hum,
Usne Chudadi Apni Kasam Dekar,
Mehfil Me Gaye The Hum,
Yaroon Ne Piladi Uski Kasam Dekar…

Har Baat ka Koi Jawab Nahi Hota…
Har Ishq ka Naam Kharab Nahi Hotaaa..
Yuh to Joom Lete Hai Nashe me Pine Wale
Magar Har Nashe ka Naam Sharab Nahi Hota…

Pi Hai Sharab Har Gali Ki Dukan Se,
Dosti Si Ho Gayi Hai Sharab Ki Jam Se,
Gujre Hai Hum Kuch Aise Mukam Se,
Ki Aankhen Bhar Aati Hai Mohabbat Ke Nam Se..

Mat Batao Mujhe tanhai kya hoti hai,

ke main aaj phir pee ke aaya hun…

Mat Batao mujhe bichadna kya hota hai,

ke main aaj phir pee ke aaya hun…

Mat Batao mujhe apne yeh dukh,

ke main aaj phir pee ke aaya hun…

Mat Batao mujhse kuch bhi ke main aaj

sab kuch bhulne ke liya har sharaab ka botal pee kar aaya hun…

Peene Pilane Ki Kya Baat Karte Ho,
Kabhi Hum Bhi Piya Karte The,
Jitni Tum Jaam Mein Liye Baithe Ho,
Utni Hum Paimaane Mein Chod Diya Karte The…

Tum Haseen Ho Gulab Jaisi Ho
Bahut Nazuk Ho Khawab Jaisi Ho
Dil ki dhadkan main aag lagati ho
Hothon Se Lagakar Pee Jayoon Tumhe
Sir Se Paanv Tak Sharab Jaisi Ho…

Teri aankhon se yoon to saagar bhi piye hain maine,
Tujhe kya khabar judaai ke din kaise jiye hain maine…