[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 up clean to the shore, And them cab-over 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 follow micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a bunch of rowdy pirates -- the buccaneer type, not -- chanting the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world with the Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the water diesel whales Sank about a of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, just didn't have no faith "They definitely ten-seven." By the time we got 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 British accent] I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the Americans have got themselves bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna take a bath 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! 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 about dawn I says, "Grab your shifters and 13 "We all truckin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this here's the slab "'Cause there goes a truck." He says, "Break one-three for the Strudel "Ya just the doors off'n the Duck. How 'bout it?"
[Spoken, in a sorta German accent. A really bad 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 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 making this up. That's what they're singing.]
Well, we stopped for a in West Berlin Dumb, dumb, dumb. is The British had tea dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. I says, "Pig Pen, here 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 they finally had to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
[Spoken in a bad Russian accent. A 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!
[That chorus continues.] Well, we shot them rigs through salt-mine Dumb, With a hammer and a sickle on 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 eatin' 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 Kamikaze we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna take a bath with a Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' ruck 'Round the world a Lubba Ducky!
[Obviously, poritical collectness 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. 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.