| Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC, didn't get to bed last night |
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On the way a paperback was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight |
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I'm back in the USSR you don't know how lucky you are, boy |
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Been away so long I hardly knew the place, gee it's good to be back home |
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Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case, honey disconnect the phone |
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I'm back in the USSR you don't know how lucky you are, boy |
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Back in the US, back in the US, back in the USSR |
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Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out, they leave the west behind |
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And Moscow girls make me sing and shout |
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That Georgia's always on my-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mind |
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Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south, take me to your daddy's farm |
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Let me hear you balalaikas ringing out, come and keep your comrade warm |
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I'm back in the USSR you don't know how lucky you are, boy |
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