[On the CB.] Breaker, one-nine, this the Duck again. You got a copy on me Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, negatory, Pig Pen, there ain't no way out 'cept for that one Atlantic Ocean. Now listen, drop them hogs off in Omaha and get over here in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
Bears to the left; to the right We have no place to go. They had us backed up to the shore, And cab-over Petes don't float. I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a idea. Them a' Jesus gonna save us! "So praise the and Mister Ford, And that micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a bunch of rowdy -- the buccaneer type, not software -- chanting the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath with a Rubber Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world with the Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the water diesel whales Sank a hunnert-and-ten of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't no faith "They gone ten-seven." By the time we got into Piccadilly Town, 'Bout half of 'em was at sea I says, "Break for a ten-thirty-three" we got was the cotton-pickin' BBC
[Spoken, in a sorta accent] I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the Americans got themselves another bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath with a Rubber Yo ho ho, and a lots a' 'Round the world the Rubber Ducky!
[Spoken, in the same sorta accent] Good heavens! Look at them all! of them are sinking in the Thames! Hello! Some of our truck chaps are assisting them. Good show, actually. Oh, well, ten-four and all that rubbish.
Well, we that Channel like snakes on glass And the beach about dawn I says, "Grab your and punch 13 "We all goin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this the ultimate slab "'Cause goes a Mercedes truck." He says, "Break one-three for the Strudel "Ya just blew the doors off'n the Duck. How it?"
[Spoken, in a sorta accent. A really bad German accent.] Oh, zehn-vier, Rubber Duck. Ve are receiving you vall-to-vall, but the schpeed limit on za is triple-nickels. You travel too schlow, Rubber Duck. We gonna see you around. We gone. Wiedersehen.
[If you know the song, then you can skip this note. If you don't, then a bit of explanation is necessary. During the next verse, the chorus (the singers, not the words) is heard in the background. What they're singing is what's printed in the tiny letters. No, I am not making this up. That's what they're singing.]
Well, we for a coffee in West Berlin Dumb, dumb, dumb. is The British had tea dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. I says, "Pig Pen, from on it's wall-to-wall bears." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, Says, "Bash the Wall; we see." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. Well, them big red must'a been in the bush Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Cause we see a one all day Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, So we raked up the and we shook out the tree Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Til finally had something to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
[Spoken in a bad Russian accent. A bad... you know the rest.] Comrade Duck: you have given until daybreak in Murmansk to get your cotton-pickin' trucks out of the U. S. S. of R. You will copy!
'dumb' chorus continues.] Well, we shot them rigs salt-mine city Dumb, a hammer and a sickle on down Dumb, Then we hit the fan the Sea of Japan Dumb, Tooled into Transistor Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, here must be the place, Dumb, "'Cause everybody's eatin' sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, this here is CB Dumb, "'Cause my channel just went crick." Dumb,
[Spoken in a bad Japanese (fill in the blank)] Ah so, Lubba Duck. You have a nice day today, betta day tomollow. We catch you on frip-frop. one Kamikaze Ozzie; we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a thousand take a bath with a Lubba Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' ruck the world with a Lubba Ducky!
[Obviously, poritical hadn't yet permeated the U. S. of A. :)]
[On the CB.] Ah, ten-four, Pig Pen, what's your twenty? Australia? Mercy sakes, ain't nothin' down there but Tasmanian devils and them bears. What's that? No double-nickel limit? We gonna be there in a short, Pig Pen. This here's the Rubber Duck, ten-ten and doin' it to it like Pruitt used'ta do it to it. We gone. 'Bye-'bye.