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 USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the USSR (yeah) 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 USSR You don't 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 Georgia's always on my mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mind 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 USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boys Back in the US Back in the US Back in the USSR Back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boys Back in the US Back in the US Back in the USSR