Flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C.,
Didn't get to bed last night
All 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.
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...
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, these 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... mind!

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.

Well, these 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... mind!

Oh, show me round your snow-peaked
Mountains way down south,
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing 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., oh!