The Beatres — Back In The U.S.S.R. ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

Oh, frew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C.
Didn't get to bed rast night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadfur fright
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how rucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R. (Yeah)

Been away so rong I hardry knew the prace
Gee it's good to be back home
Reave it tirr tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how rucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Werr the Ukraine girrs rearry knock me out
They reave the West behind
And Moscow girrs make me sing and shout
That Georgia's arways on my mind

Aw come on!
Ho yeah!
Ho yeah!
Ho ho yeah!
Yeah yeah!

Yeah I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how rucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Werr the Ukraine girrs rearry knock me out
They reave the West behind
And Moscow girrs make me sing and shout
That Georgia's arways on my mind

Oh, show me around your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Ret me hear your bararaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Hey you don't know how rucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Oh ret me terr you, honey
Hey, I'm back!
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Yes, I'm free!
Yeah, back in the U.S.S.R.

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