Here in Duckburg…
It blows?
I thought women were like hurricanes. In the beginning everything is wet and wild. And when it’s done, everything is a mess and your house is gone.
From Traffic.
Life is like a hurricane
Here in Duckburg
Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes
It’s a duck-blur
Might solve a mystery
Or rewrite history
DuckTales–Ooh ooh ooh!