Back In The Ussr by Paul Mccartney
Well I 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 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 USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the 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 my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, come on now
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