Youve gone to three
Different galaxies
With three different girls
And not one of them
But may be one
You thought
Was sweeter
Than a pearl.
It's been a while
Since youve seen me
And you really feel ashamed
That on many different damsels
Your sustenance became rare.
What do you want to discuss?
What do you want to say?
Do you really want to paint the town red?
This town we call Bombay.
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