(Mirpuri girl)
Sweetest in the world, Mirpuri girl
Richest in the world, Mirpuri girl
Precious as a white pearl, Mirpuri girl
A live brown pearl, Mirpuri girl.

Gold chains, silk suits, and you’re still cheap
Big house, big car, you’re on top of the heap
Big belly, greasy jelly, a wedding every week
Gossip, juicy gossip about the latest freak
What goes around soon comes around
You’ll be caught with your knickers down
Your mother still thinks you’re a virgin
Ten boys grin knowing where they’re been.

(Mirpuri girl)
Spending cash in hand, Mirpuri girl
Big plot of land, Mirpuri girl
Precious as a white pearl, Mirpuri girl
A live brown pearl, Mirpuri girl.

Back then your granddad didn’t have enough to eat
Back when your grandma walked around in bare feet
Now you act as if you’re the queen of England
You are the lowest of the low in the land
Powers That Be spread-sheets of Loss and Gain
You are to be the victim of their Master Plan
You think you’re living together with one another
The English change quicker than their weather.

(Mirpuri girl)
High class, high ground, Mirpuri girl
High rupees to the pound, Mirpuri girl
Precious as a white pearl, Mirpuri girl
A live brown pearl, Mirpuri girl.

Poets write that love is like being over the moon
Your idea of love is like going to the bathroom
Instead of hearts burning in the fire of emotion
Making love is just another physical function
Everything you say and do is underhand
You’ve got your head buried in the sand
You have Success but you will always fail
Your sentence is life in the Family Jail.

(Mirpuri girl)
You love to love, Mirpuri girl
Love to love you, Mirpuri girl
Precious as a white pearl, Mirpuri girl
A live brown pearl. Mirpuri girl.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.