[On the CB.] Breaker, one-nine, this here's 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 looks like we got us a problem.
Bears to the left; bears to the We didn't have no to go. They had us backed up to the shore, And them cab-over Petes float. I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a idea. Them Friends a' Jesus save us! "So the Lord and Mister Ford, And that micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a bunch of rowdy pirates -- the buccaneer type, not software -- the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a lots a' the world with the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the water like diesel 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, half of 'em was lost at sea I says, "Break for a ten-thirty-three" we got was the cotton-pickin' BBC
[Spoken, in a British accent] I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the Americans got themselves another bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the with the Rubber Ducky!
[Spoken, in the same sorta accent] Good heavens! Look at them all! Half of them are sinking in the Thames! Hello! Some of our truck chaps are assisting them. show, actually. Oh, well, ten-four and all that rubbish.
Well, we crossed Channel like snakes on glass And stormed the about dawn I says, "Grab your and punch 13 "We all truckin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this here's the slab "'Cause there a Mercedes truck." He says, "Break for the Strudel Machine "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 Autobahn is triple-nickels. You 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 in the tiny little letters. No, I am not making this up. That's what they're singing.]
Well, we stopped for a coffee in Berlin Dumb, dumb, dumb. is The British had tea dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. I says, "Pig Pen, from here on wall-to-wall bears." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, Says, "Bash the Wall; we see." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. Well, them big red bears must'a been in the Dumb, dumb, dumb. is we didn't see a one all day Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, So we up the leaves and we shook out the tree Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Til they had something to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
[Spoken in a bad accent. A really bad... you know the rest.] Comrade you have been 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 through city Dumb, With a hammer and a on down Dumb, Then we hit the fan the Sea of Japan Dumb, Tooled into Town Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, this here be the place, Dumb, "'Cause eatin' with sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, this here is CB Dumb, "'Cause my channel knob just crick." Dumb,
[Spoken in a really bad (fill in the blank)] Ah so, Lubba Duck. You have a nice day today, betta day tomollow. We catch you on frip-frop. This one Ozzie; we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath with a Duck Yo ho ho, and a rots a' the world with a Lubba Ducky!
[Obviously, collectness 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 but Tasmanian devils and them Q-alla 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.