Maanja Song lyrics
Album : Maan Karate
Music : Anirudh Ravichander
Lyrics By : Madhan Karky
Singers : Anirudh Ravichander
Maanja Pottu Thaan
Nenjaan Koottula Pattam Vittu Ponaa.
Maanga Mandayil Poongaa Senjuthaan
Kaadhal Nattu Ponaa.
Kuchi Ice-la Echchi Vachava
Pichi Enna Thinnaa..
Holi Kannula Feeling Kaattithan
Gaali Gaali Pannaa.
Hey Pickaaliyaa…
Roatu Mela Paada Vittu
Thakkaaliyaa…
Enna Urutti Vittaa.
Hey Naastha Thunnuttu
Neattaa Thoonguven
Ada Naan Goyaala Ippa
Kadhal Vandhu Aaduren.
Maanja Pottu Thaan
Nenjaa Koottula Pattam Vittu Ponaa.
Maanga Mandayil Poongaa Senjuthaan
Kadhal Nattu Ponaa.
Oh Maama Come To Me Baby
Wont U Come Right Now..
We Can Fly Out In The Sun..
We Can Burn It Up N
Heat It Up N Take It Down
Gonna Be Crazy N Super Fun.. (2)
One Pitch Catchula Kadhal Pitchula
Gaaju Aadi Ninnen..
Laa Ball Onnula Middle Stumpule
Yendi Bold Panna..
Yaakkar Yethina Yaarke Sexya
Sixer Thookki Vitta
Lottaa Kaiyila Nenja Kalichithaan
Comedy Aakki Puttaa
Gummaangoliya Naan Inga Ninnen
Konduttu Poraa Naan Enna Panna
Oru Kaidha Naanthaan Peteru
Nee Maitha Kondhu Pasteru
Avalothaan Namma Matteru
Ada Naan Goyaala Ippa
Kadhal Vandhu Aaduren.
Maanja Pottu Thaan
Nenjaa Koottula Pattam Vittu Ponaa.
Maanga Mandayil Poongaa Senjuthaan
Kadhal Nattu Ponaa.
Oh Maama Come To Me Baby
Wont U Come Right Now.
We Can Fly Out In The Sun.
We Can Burn It Up N
Heat It Up N Take It Down
Gonna Be Crazy N Super Fun
காத்திருக்கவும், ஆங்கில வரிகளை பார்க்கவும்
A sharp stringed kite,
Into my heart, she set to flight!
On this crackpot head,
A grove of love, she bred!
An ice-lolly, she licked,
But ’twas my heart she flicked!
With her marble eyes,
She made me demise!
Like a nut, she has made me to sing on the street,
Like a tomato, she has rolled me on with her feet!
I was eating and sleeping without a care,
But dude, now I’m dancing crazy, I swear!
With a one-pitch catch on a love pitch,
I was playing cricket!
In your last ball, in my middle stump,
Hey, why did you take my wicket?
I bowled a yorker at you, trickster,
But you sexily lifted it to a sixer!
With your left hand, you won over my heart
And made it all a joke from the start!
Like a duffer
I stood here!
Don’t mess my mind
Won’t you be kind?
A donkey I am, a Mr.Peter.
You are a flour-glued poster.
That’s all that matter.
But dude, now I’m dancing crazy, I swear!
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