Back in the U.S.S.R

Oh, 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 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. Yeah I've been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee, it's good to be back home Leave it 'til tomorrow to unpack my case Honey, 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 And the Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind Show me 'round your snow-peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaikas ringin' out Come and keep your comrade warm 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. Woo, woo Woo (sing it with me) Woo, woo Woo (come on) Woo, woo Woo 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. Woo! Yeah!