Задушевная товарочка, куды попали-то? Незнакомая сторонка - сроду не бывали-то.
I flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C., Didn't get to bed last night On the way a paper bag was on my knee, Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in USSR Don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in USSR
Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the west behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mind
Здесь пляшут не по-нашему, по-своему пойдём! Неужели в этой публике мы лю́бых не найдём?
Well show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south, Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear you balalaika's ringing out, Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back in USSR Don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in USSR