[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 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.
to the left; bears 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 a' Jesus gonna save us! "So praise the and Mister Ford, And that micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a of rowdy pirates -- the buccaneer type, not software -- chanting the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna take a bath a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a lots a' 'Round the world the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the like diesel whales Sank a hunnert-and-ten of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, they didn't have no faith "They gone ten-seven." By the time we got into that Town, 'Bout of 'em was lost at sea I says, "Break for a ten-thirty-three" What we got was the 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 a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world with the Ducky!
[Spoken, in the same British accent] Good heavens! Look at them all! Half of them are sinking in the Thames! Hello! Some of our truck are assisting them. Good show, actually. Oh, well, ten-four and all that rubbish.
Well, we crossed that like snakes on glass And stormed the beach dawn I says, "Grab your shifters and 13 "We all truckin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this the ultimate slab "'Cause there goes a truck." He says, "Break for the Strudel Machine "Ya just blew the doors the Duck. How 'bout 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 printed in the tiny little letters. No, I am not this up. That's what they're singing.]
Well, we for a coffee in West Berlin Dumb, dumb, dumb. is The had hundred-mile 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 in the bush Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Cause we see a one all day Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, So we raked up the leaves and we out the tree Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Til finally had something to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
in a bad Russian accent. A really bad... you know the rest.] Comrade Duck: you have been given until daybreak in 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 salt-mine Dumb, With a and a sickle on down Dumb, Then we hit the fan the Sea of Japan Dumb, Tooled Transistor Town Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, this must be the place, Dumb, "'Cause everybody's with sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, this is CB land 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. This one Ozzie; we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath with a Lubba Yo ho ho, and a rots a' 'Round the world with a 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 there but Tasmanian devils and them Q-alla bears. What's 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.