Theeratha Vilayattu Pillai - En Jannal Vandha Video | Yuvanshankar Raja | Vishal

Alright?

Homie...

I got this one, that one, this one

How am I supposed to pick some?

I'll be in the best of three girls (best of three girls)

Open, I don't ever ever wanna leave

My metropolitan girl, give room to breathe

My village girl, wishin’ there was somethin’ up my sleeve

Summer breeze, summer girl at home takin' it easy

Wind goes shari shari, soft shari shari

Flower goes kam kam kam kam

River goes kala kala kala kala

Rain goes sala sala sala sala

Music goes thaka thaka thimi thaka thimi

Poet, gently humming rhythms

Cloud goes chiru chiru chiru chiru

Squirrel goes thuru thuru thuru thuru

Oh wind that came to my window

Could you make me a cup of tea?

Can I come to stay at your house

As a girl bestie, just me?

At my doorstep, after seeing the kolam

The sky itself recites a poem

When you hold hands with mine

Oh why should the breeze feel shy?

I’m the breeze that walks with feet

I’m the lightning on the street

I’m the cloud with flowing hair

I’m a melody floating in air

Hey cuckoo that coos with poetry

Your songs bring me peace, you see

All I asked was your signature

Shall I come alone, just me?

Wind goes shari shari, soft shari shari

Flower goes kam kam kam kam

River goes kala kala kala kala

Rain goes sala sala sala sala

Music goes thaka thaka thimi thaka thimi

Poet, gently humming rhythms

Cloud goes chiru chiru chiru chiru

Squirrel goes thuru thuru thuru thuru

Alright? homie

Hey chocolate baby, it's me

Like a dollar-dropping fish in the sea

With one jump, you see

I’ll tour the whole world fancy-free

Saturday, I say no no

Even Sunday, I say no no

Am I the good girl type though?

Honestly... no no

Am I a virgin girl, really?

If anyone asks me that, clearly

I won’t say yes or no

I'll just blush and go

If someone asks my age straight

I won’t open up, just wait

If someone asks my heart's case

I just won’t — no matter the pace

So what?

My town’s watchin’ me, so what?

So what?

They’re lookin’ for my cell, so what?

So what?

They say my figure’s fire, so what?

So what?

They ache to touch, so what?

So what?

Dollars stackin’ up, so what?

So what?

Even Euros droppin’, so what?

So what?

Black money flyin’, so what?

So what?

Our bank’s got money, so what?

Hey thanga thanga thanga

She’s the girl in a half-sari, strong-a

If you go to her like a king-a

Better dance like a Singh-a

She’s a jasmine queen, my girl

Don’t throw evil eyes, swirl

Boy, don’t come beggin’, nope

The wind’ll slam the door — no hope!

Hey yakka yakka yakka

It’s you and me, let’s rock-a

With a fresh polish, shiny slick-a

This town’s beat, we’ll lock-a

This is our own turf’s groove

Pretty like a jasmine grove

This is our own party crowd

Dashin’ past the border, proud

So what?

Hey, kuthadi kuthadi

So what?

Just join and kuthadi

So what?

Hey, kummaadi kummaadi

So what?

Look me in the eyes, baby

So what?

For boys and girls, so what?

So what?

For boys and boys, so what?

So what?

For girls and girls, so what?

So what?

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