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 ou
'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 right
We didn't have no place to go
They had us backed up clean to the shore
And them cab-over Petes don't float
I says, "Pig Pen, I got me a good idea!
Them Friends a' Jesus gonna save us!
"So praise the Lord and Mister Ford,
And follow that mikker-bus, ten-four!
Yo-ho-ho, and a thousand trucks
Gonna take a bath with a Rubber Duck
Yo ho ho, and a lots a' luck
'Round the world with the Rubber Ducky!
Yeah, we drove on the water like diesel whales
Sank about a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town
'Bout half of 'em was lost at sea
I says, "Break one-nine for a ten-thirty-three"
What we got was the cotton-pickin' BBC
I say, Fabersham
Looks likes the Americans have got themselves another bloody Con-voy!
Yo-ho-ho, and a thousand trucks
Gonna take a bath with a Rubber Duck
Yo-ho-ho, and a lots a' luck
'Round the world with the Rubber Ducky!
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, ten-four and all that rubbish!
Well, we crossed that Channel like snakes on glass
And stormed the beach about dawn
I says, "Grab your shifters and punch thirteen"
"We all goin' truckin' on the Autobahn
"Now, Pig Pen, this here's the ultimate slab
"'Cause there goes a Mercedes truck."
He says, "Break one-three for the Strudel Machine
"Ya just blew the doors off'n the Duck. How 'bout it?"
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 gonna see you around
We gone!
Auf Wiedersehen!
Well, we stopped for a coffee in West Berlin
Dumb, dumb, dumb
This is the British
Had hundred-mile tea
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
I says, "Pig Pen, from here on
It's wall-to-wall bears"
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Says, "Bash the Wall, we gonna see"
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Well, them big red bears
Must'a been in the bush
Dumb, dumb, dumb
This is 'cause we didn't see a one all day
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
So we raked up the leaves
And we shook out the tree
Dumb, dumb, dumb
This is 'til they finally had something to say
Dumb, dumb, dumb
You got it
Comrade Duck, 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!
Well, we shot them rigs
Through Salt Mine City
Dumb, dumb
With a hammer and a sickle on down
Dumb, dumb
Then we hit the fan
Through the Sea of Japan
Dumb, dumb
Tooled into Transistor Town
Dumb, dumb
I says, "Pig Pen, this here must be the place
Dumb, dumb
'Cause everybody's eatin' with sticks
Dumb, dumb
He says, "Ten-Four, this here is CB land
Dumb, dumb
'Cause my channel knob just went crick
Dumb, dumb"
Ah so, Lubba 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 trucks
Gonna take a bath with a Lubba Duck
Yo-ho-ho, and a rots a' ruck
'Round the world with a Lubba Ducky!
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 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!