[On the CB.] Breaker, one-nine, this here's the Duck again. You got a 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 looks like we got us a problem.
Bears to the left; bears to the We have no place to go. had us backed up clean to the shore, And them cab-over don't float. I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a idea. Them Friends a' Jesus gonna 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 take a bath a Rubber Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' luck the world with the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the like diesel whales Sank about a of 'em I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no "They definitely ten-seven." By the time we got into that Town, half of 'em was lost 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 Americans have got themselves bloody Convoy.
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna take a bath with a Rubber Yo ho ho, and a a' luck 'Round the world with the Ducky!
[Spoken, in the same sorta British Good heavens! Look at them all! Half of them are sinking in the Thames! Hello! Some of our truck chaps are assisting them. Good show, actually. Oh, well, and all that rubbish.
Well, we crossed that Channel like snakes on And stormed the about dawn I says, "Grab shifters and punch 13 "We all truckin' on the Autobahn. "Now, Pig Pen, this here's the slab "'Cause goes a Mercedes truck." He says, "Break one-three for the Strudel "Ya blew the doors 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 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 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 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 Wall; we see." Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. Well, them big red bears must'a been in the 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 they finally had something to say Dumb, dumb, dumb. You got it..
[Spoken in a bad Russian accent. A bad... you know the rest.] Comrade you have been given until daybreak in Murmansk to get your cotton-pickin' trucks out of the U. S. S. of R. You will copy!
[That chorus continues.] Well, we shot rigs through salt-mine city Dumb, With a hammer and a on down Dumb, Then we hit the fan the Sea of Japan Dumb, Tooled Transistor Town Dumb, I says, "Pig Pen, this here be the place, Dumb, "'Cause eatin' with sticks." Dumb, He says, "Ten-Four, this here is CB Dumb, "'Cause my knob just went crick." Dumb,
in a really bad Japanese (fill in the blank)] Ah so, Duck. You have a nice day today, betta day tomollow. We catch you on frip-frop. This one Kamikaze Ozzie; we gone. Sayonara.
Yo ho ho, and a thousand Gonna a bath with a Lubba Duck Yo ho ho, and a a' ruck '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 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.