Indian Record Player

We heard RD Burman and we heard Asha

On an Indian record player, that old Indian record player

We heard Chalte Chalte from gold Pakeezah

On that Indian record player, that old Indian record player, yeah-yeah-yeah

It had a grille on the front and the dials were red

And I bought if from a guy who said Mohammed Rafi was the man

We spun the great Naushad and Queen Mangeshkar

On an Indian record player, that old Indian record player yeah yeah yeah

To the harem sound we played ‘Umrao Jaan’

And we watched Rekha dance on a makeshift screen

In a Bollywood dream …

Well I’d heard of those picture houses in Old Calcutta,

But I never knew the feeling could be so true

No I never knew that the feeling was true

No I never knew the feeling was true till that Indian record player

That old Indian record player

That old Indian record player, yeah-yeah-yeah

Indian record player, old Indian record player

Indian record player, old Indian record player

Indian record player, old Indian record player

Indian record player, old Indian record player

Record player!