U.s.s.r

<br>Day in the night<br>taking places in the train to Moscow<br><br>Now I`m coming back to drink some iced vodka.<br>Landscape in white<br>sun is shining through the icicles<br><br>I`m dancing in the snow to balalaikas.<br><br>Time can go by but the Russian girls<br>don`t ever seem to leave my mind<br>Fine<br>don`t see why I should even try<br>to leave my heart behind.<br><br>U.S.S.R. - I`m back into the U.S.S.R.<br><br>U.S.S.R. - I`m back into the U.S.S.R. !<br><br>Jumpin` is right<br>now this time I`m on vacation<br><br>And I`m going to have some fun rocking in Gorki Park.<br>Time can go by but the Russian girls<br>don`t ever seem to leave my mind<br>. . .<br>U.S.S.R. - I`m back into the U.S.S.R.<br>. . .<br>U.S.S.R. - I`m back into the U.S.S.R.<br>. . .<br><br>U.S.S.R. - I`m back into the U.S.S.R.<br>. . .