We Had To Book A Holiday, But We Were Sick O' Whitley Bay We Fancied The Mediterranean All The Vacancies Had Gone, That's All The Vacancies But One A Vacancy For Which We Didn't Plan
What Could We Do? We Could Hitch A Ride Back Home From Moskovitch We Had To Stay & Face The Cost & Sunbathe In The Russian Frost
One One One One Night In Moscow, & We'll Be Russian Home One One One One Night In Moscow I'll Be Russian, You'll Be Russian, We'll All Be Russian Home
The Brochure Said It's Nice & Warm, You Need No Russian Uniform We Had The Flu & Caught A Russian Cough No Fish 'N' Chips Or Decent Pubs, We Called The Hotel Wormwood Scrubs We Said We Would Complain To Gorbochof
We Couldn't Find A Disco Anywhere No Mcdonalds Or A Wimpy In Red Square We Must Have Been Potty To Have Gone To The Soviet Union
For A Pint & Coronation Street...Russian Home A Bacon Sarnie & As Much As We Can Eat