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Painy disco

No matter how much I try, I can't seem to keep this song away from my life..

So here another version of Dard-e-Disco..

Thanks to Shagun and Preeta..may the madness continue...


That hot chick, that blue fairy
Has worked her magic on me
She stole sleep from these eyes
Restlessness in this heart of mine
Im helpless, im lonely im mindless
Who do I explain all this to?


In my heart is Painy Disco (x4)


Painy Disco
Painy Disco


Second, second wishes were getting requested
Second, second, my courage was getting tested
Rain of mercy was falling falling on me
Rain of mercy was making me more thirsty
The view then became blank for me
My love, my beloved, my honey
He left me and he broke my heart on the 26th of last month-o.

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The rights of this song remain with the blog and the creators..Dont do dare copy this unless you want to be sued by a MultiNational

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Anonymous said…
HiLaRiOuS...dats th wrd...cn i pls get one translation evry month..dat wud b the song of the mnth...n if posible punjabi as well...My Punju frnz wil agree here...

pujabiyan di shaan vakhri...hehe...kyun puneesandhu????
March 5, 2008 at 10:23 AM
ANC said…
Agree DM. Definitely agree!

Btw, Painy Disco is my gtalk nick now. Please let me keep it! The song is so suitable. Just that I need to change the date from 26th-o to 18th-o..lol
March 7, 2008 at 2:27 AM
Anonymous said…
bad bad bad
March 16, 2008 at 9:21 AM
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