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 USSR
  You dont know how lucky you are, boy
  Back in the USSR, yeah
  Been away so long I early 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 USSR
  You dont know how lucky you are, boy
  Back in the US
  Back in the US
  Back in the USSR
  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 my my my my my my my my mind
  Oh, come on
  Hu hey hu, hey, ah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Im back in the USSR
  You dont know how lucky you are, boys
  Back in the USSR
  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 my my my my my my my my mind
  Oh, show me round your snow peaked
  Mountain 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 USSR
  Hey, you dont know how lucky you are, boy
  Back in the USSR
  Oh, let me tell you honey