She called me BHAIYA -- valentine day special

 

This is one song that I wrote

When I didn't have someone to poke
Every time that she would walk by
The uncle next door would get a stroke

She met me right after she broke up
I was ready to be her rebound back-up
I held her hand and consoled her with wit Before
I proposed she said her bit

She called me BHAIYA Aaaaaaa
I wanna be her saiyaa Aaaaaa
She called me BHAIYA Aaaaaaa
Epic fail hoiya Aaaaa

I feel like a rickshaw-wala
I feel like a watchman saala
I wish that we could just begin from the start
I wanna get her rings even if she has em
I wanna give her multiple orgasms
I wanna make her breakfast in bed at dawn

But!!
She called me BHAIYA Aaaaaaa
Kung fu chop haiya Aaaaa

She calls me up after mid night
Tells me about her boyfriend fight
All I do is imagine her in tights
My writing hand gets me through the night

I now drive her mom to yoga class
I dance alone every dandiya rass
I never told her what's in my heart
My love for her is like modern art

"It's all over the wall, you know... My pyjamas, her pyjamas... that I stole...."

She called me BHAIYA
Oyi daiya maiya... Aaaaaaa

I wanna get a flat in dadar
I wish she would fondle my gaajar
But she insists on making me Rakhi brother
Marry her forget society
I'll convert to a Parsi
I could call my own daughter my niece

But she called me BHAIYA BHAIYA... Oyi daiya..... Aaaaa
She called me BHAIYA