[on the cb.] Breaker, one-nine, this heres the duck again. you got a copy on me pig pen, cmon? ah, negatory, pig pen, there aint no way out cept for that one atlantic ocean. now listen, drop them hogs of 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 didnt have no place to go. They had us backed up clean to the shore, And them cab-over petes dont 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 micra-bus, ten-four.
[now, imagine a bunch of rowdy pirates -- the buccaneer type, not software -- chanting the chorus.]
[chorus] 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 didnt 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
[spoken, in a sorta british accent] I say, fabersham. looks likes the americans have got themselves another bloody convoy.
[chorus] 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!
[spoken, in the same sorta british accent] 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 13 We all goin truckin on the autobahn. Now, pig pen, this heres the ultimate slab cause there goes a mercedes truck. He says, break one-three for the strudel machine Ya just blew the doors offn the duck. how bout it?
[spoken, in a sorta german 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, rubber duck. we gonna see you around. we gone. wiede N.
[if you know the song, then you can skip this note. if you dont, then a bit of explanation is necessary. during the next verse, the chorus (the singers, not the words) is heard in the backgroun At theyre singing is whats printed in the tiny little letters. no, I am not making this up. thats what theyre singing.]
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 its wall-to-wall bears. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, Says, bash the wall; we gonna see. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. Well, them big red bears musta been in the bush Dumb, dumb, dumb. this is cause we didnt 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..
[spoken in a bad russian accent. a really bad... you know the rest.] 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!
[that dumb chorus continues.] 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 everybodys 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
[spoken in a really 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 ozzie; we gone. sayonara.
[chorus] 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!
[obviously, poritical collectness hadnt yet permeated the u. s. of a. :)]
[on the cb.] Ah, ten-four, pig pen, whats your twenty? australia? mercy sakes, aint nothin down there but tasmanian devils and them q-alla bears. whats that? no double-nickel limit? we gonna be there in Rt, pig pen. this heres the rubber duck, ten-ten and doin it to it like pruitt usedta do it to it. we gone. bye-bye.
Ari Lasso lyrics