Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight
Chorus: 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.
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
Chorus:
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout The Georgians always on my mind.
Chorus:
Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm.