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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC, didnt get to bed last night. |
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On the way the paper bag was on my knee, man I had a dreadful flight. |
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Im back in the U.S.S.R. You dont know how lucky you are boy. |
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Back in the U.S.S.R. |
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Been away so long I hardly knew the place, gee its 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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Im back in the U.S.S.R. You dont know how lucky you are boy. |
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Back in the U.S., back in the U.S., back in the U.S.S.R. |
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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, that Georgias always on my mind. |
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Im back in the U.S.S.R., you dont know how lucky you are boys, |
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back in the U.S.S.R. |
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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, that Georgias always on my mind. |
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Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south. |
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Take me to your daddys farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, |
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come and keep your comrade warm. Im back in the U.S.S.R. |
