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Flew in from miami beach b.o.a.c., 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
Been away so long I hardly new the place, gee it’s good to be back home
Leave it til 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 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-mind
(solo)
I’m back in the ussr, you don’t know how lucky you are boy
Back in 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-mind
Show me ’round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy’s car
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 boy
Back in the ussr
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Lyrics: Paul Mccartney
