[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 in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
Bears to the bears to the right We didn't no place 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 follow micra-bus, ten-four.
[Now, imagine a bunch of rowdy pirates -- the type, not software -- chanting the Chorus.]
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna a bath with a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck the world with the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we on the water like diesel whales Sank about a of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, just didn't have no faith "They gone 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" What we got was the BBC
[Spoken, in a sorta British I say, Fabersham. Looks likes the have got themselves another bloody Convoy.
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!
[Spoken, in the sorta British accent] Good heavens! Look at them all! Half of them are sinking in the Thames! Hello! Some of our truck chaps are them. Good show, actually. Oh, well, ten-four and all that rubbish.
Well, we crossed that Channel like snakes on And stormed the beach about 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 doors off'n the Duck. How it?"
[Spoken, in a sorta German accent. A 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, Duck. We gonna see you around. We gone. Wiedersehen.
[If you know the song, then you can 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 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, big red bears must'a been 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 shook out the Dumb, dumb, dumb. is 'Til finally had something 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 Murmansk to get your 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 and a sickle on down Dumb, we hit the fan through the Sea of Japan Dumb, Tooled Transistor Town Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, this here be the place, Dumb, "'Cause everybody's with sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, here is CB land Dumb, "'Cause my channel knob 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 trucks take a bath with a Lubba Duck Yo ho ho, and a rots a' 'Round the world a Lubba Ducky!
[Obviously, poritical 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 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.