 Zippo coming in for a landing with John Paul George and Ringo. Back in the U.S.S.R. Yeah, the Beatles. Flew in from Miami Beach, B.O.A.C. Didn't get to bed last night. On the way to paperback was on my knee. Man, I had a dreadful flight. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are, boy. Back in the U.S.S.R.