Back in the U.S.S.R.

Flew in from Miami Beach B O A C

Didn't get to sleep last night

On the way a paper bag was on my knee

God I had a dreadful flight

I'm back in the U.S.S.R

You don't know how lucky you are, boy

Back in the U.S.S.R

I've been away so long I hardly knew the place

God, it's good to be back home

I leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case

Baby, disconnect the phone

I'm back in the U.S.S.R

You don't know how lucky you are, boy

Back in the U.S. back in the U.S

Back in the U.S.S.R

Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out

They leave the West behind

The Moscow girls make me sing and shout

That Georgia, Georgia, Georgia's

Always on my my my my my mind

I'm back in the U.S.S.R

You don't know how lucky you are, boy

Back in the U.S.S.R

Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out

They leave the West behind

The Moscow girls make me sing and shout

That Georgia, Georgia, Georgia's

Always on my, my, my, my, my mind

Take me to the real mountains way down in south

Take me to your daddy's farm

And let me hear your balalaika's ringing out

And come and keep your comrade warm

Back in U.S.S.R

You know how lucky you are, boy

Back in U.S. back in U.S

Back in the U.S.S.R. boy