[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 definitely 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 them cab-over Petes float. I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a idea. Them Friends a' 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 software -- the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a trucks Gonna a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we on the water like diesel whales Sank about a of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, they didn't have no faith "They definitely ten-seven." By the we got into that 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 sorta accent] I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the Americans have got another bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a thousand 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! Half of 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 Channel like snakes on glass And the beach about dawn I says, "Grab your shifters and 13 "We all goin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this the ultimate slab "'Cause there a Mercedes truck." He says, "Break one-three for the Machine "Ya just blew the off'n the Duck. How 'bout 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 limit on za Autobahn is triple-nickels. You travel too schlow, Rubber Duck. We gonna see you around. We gone. Wiedersehen.
[If you 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 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, here on it's wall-to-wall 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 'Cause we see a one all day Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, So we raked up the leaves and we shook out the 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 Duck: you have been until daybreak in Murmansk to get your cotton-pickin' trucks out of the U. S. S. of R. You will copy!
[That 'dumb' continues.] Well, we shot rigs through salt-mine city Dumb, With a hammer and a on down Dumb, we hit the fan through the Sea of Japan 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 is CB land Dumb, "'Cause my channel just went 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 thousand Gonna take a bath a Lubba Duck Yo ho ho, and a rots a' 'Round the world a Lubba Ducky!
[Obviously, poritical collectness hadn't yet the U. S. of A. :)]
[On the CB.] Ah, ten-four, Pig Pen, what's 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 doin' it to it like Pruitt used'ta do it to it. We gone. 'Bye-'bye.