[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; to the right We have no place to go. had us backed up clean to the shore, And cab-over Petes don't float. I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a idea. Them Friends a' gonna save us! "So praise the Lord and Ford, And follow micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a of rowdy pirates -- the buccaneer type, not software -- chanting the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a thousand take a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the water like whales Sank a hunnert-and-ten of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, just didn't have no faith "They gone ten-seven." By the we got into that 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 British I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the Americans have got themselves bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks take a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the with the Rubber Ducky!
[Spoken, in the same sorta British 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 crossed that Channel like snakes on And stormed the beach dawn I says, "Grab shifters and punch 13 "We all goin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this here's the slab "'Cause there a Mercedes truck." He says, "Break one-three for the Machine "Ya just blew the doors off'n the Duck. How it?"
[Spoken, in a German 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 travel too schlow, Rubber Duck. We 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 West Dumb, dumb, dumb. is The British had tea dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. I says, "Pig Pen, from here on it's bears." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, Says, "Bash the we gonna see." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. Well, them big red bears must'a in the bush Dumb, dumb, dumb. is we didn't see a one all day Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, So we raked up the leaves and we out the tree Dumb, dumb, dumb. is they finally had something to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
[Spoken in a bad accent. A really bad... you know the rest.] Comrade Duck: you have been given until daybreak in Murmansk to get 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, a hammer and a sickle on down Dumb, Then we hit the fan through the Sea of Dumb, Tooled into Transistor Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, this here be the place, Dumb, "'Cause everybody's eatin' sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, this here is CB Dumb, "'Cause my knob just went crick." Dumb,
[Spoken in a bad Japanese (fill in the blank)] Ah so, Lubba Duck. You have a day today, betta day tomollow. We catch you on frip-frop. This one Kamikaze Ozzie; we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna a bath with a Lubba Duck Yo ho ho, and a rots a' 'Round the world with a Ducky!
[Obviously, poritical collectness hadn't yet 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 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 it to it like Pruitt used'ta do it to it. We gone. 'Bye-'bye.