Back in the USSR

Задушевная товарочка, куды попали-то? 
Незнакомая сторонка - сроду не бывали-то.

I flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C.,
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way a paper bag was on my knee,
Man I had a dreadful flight

I'm back in USSR
Don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in 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-mi-mi-mi-mi-mind

Здесь пляшут не по-нашему, по-своему пойдём! 
Неужели в этой публике мы лю́бых не найдём?

Well show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south,
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear you balalaika's ringing out,
Come and keep your comrade warm

I'm back in USSR
Don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in USSR