Father: Raat ko tum peekar room me gir gaye the.
Son: kya batau papa sab galat sangat ki wajah se hua.
4 dost, 4 bottle aur... saala peene wala sirf ek.
''kabi to hamari gali aao,,,
thora sa sharmao,,,,,,
aur muskrao,,
apni ankhon se zulfen uthao,,
hamary ghr ki bell bajao,,,
aur,,,
awaz lagao,,,
kachra de doooooooooooo,,,,''