Lyrics:

Oh, flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my kneeMan, 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, 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 my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, come on

Yeah, I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are, boys
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 Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind

Oh, show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm

I'm back in the U.S.S.R. (hey)
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Oh, let me tell you, honey
Hey, I'm back
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Hey, it's so good to be
Back in the U.S.S.R.