Well, I flew in for Miami Beach, but you wouldn't see
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way, the paperback 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
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
Yeah, it is good day
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
Back in the USSR
Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
The Moscow girls make me sing and shout
The judges always go
Oh, no!
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.
One of the real great girls
Ringing off the aisle
And leaving the West behind
The pop star girl
Speaking, singing, shouting
The judge is always over
Oh, shoot me round the Snoopy Mountain
We don't sell
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your family like they're swinging out
Girl, I'll give you comrades, boy
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.
Back in the U.S.S.
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well, I'm back
Back in the U.S.S.R., baby
I'm gonna give you comrades, boy
Yeah, I'm back, all right
Back in the U.S.S.