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JAAL brings you LIVIN' LA VIDA HINDU as sung by Kumar Saanu. If you have any jokes, send them in to editor@jaalmag.com
Verse 1:
She's In to basket weaving
silk saris and hindu dolls
I feel a premonition
that the ludki is gonna make me fall
(Short Sitar solo)
She's into AP testing
new books on the SAT
She's got a brand new bindi
for every day and night
Chorus 1:
She'll make you take your kurta off and go dancing in the dirt
She'll make you live her Hindu life so much until it hurts
Like a dunda through your brain
COME ON)
Chorus 2:
Upside Inside out, she's livin la vida hindu
she'll cook roti and daal livin la vida hindu
her lips are devil red and her skin is the color of chai
she will serve you chaat livin la vida hindu
livin la vida hindu
livin la vida hindu
(sitar and tabla solo)
Verse 2:
Woke up in Mumbai city
in a funky patel motel
she took my naan and she took my rupees
she must have slipped me some garlic pills
Chorus 3:
She never drinks the Cola, makes you order Mango Lassi
And once you've had a taste of her roti you'll never eat her daal
And she'll make you go pagal!
(COME ON)
chorus
Upside Inside out, she's livin la vida hindu
she'll cook roti and daal livin la vida hindu
her lips are devil red and her skin is the color of chai
she will serve you chaat livin la vida hindu
livin la vida hindu
livin la vida hindu
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