text: Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
  Didnt get to bed last night
  On the way the paper bag was on my knee
  Man I had a dreadful flight
  Im back in the U.S.S.R
  You dont know how lucky you are boy
  Back in the U.S.S.R
  Been away so long I hardly knew the place
  Gee its good to be back home
  Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
  Honey disconnect the phone
  Im back in the U.S.S.R
  You dont 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
  And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
  That Georgias always on my mind
  Im back in the U.S.S.R
  You dont know how lucky you are boys
  Back in the U.S.S.R
  Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
  Take me to your daddys farm
  Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
  Come and keep your comrade warm
  Im back in the U.S.S.R
  You dont know how lucky you are boys
  Back in the U.S.S.R