| I was working in this cabinet shop on Stock Island
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| Listening to the new Aaron Neville tape.
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| It was one of those sticky hot summer days.
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| Suddenly I hear loud angry voices just outside the window.
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| Kenny! |
| Hold up! |
| Dont do this!
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| Kennys saying, That motherfucker says I cheated him!
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| Kenny and his brother Vince come flying thru the window,
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| Eyes blazing, out of control.
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| Kennys running to the rear of the shop
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| With Vince right behind him
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| Screaming, Stop! |
| Kenny, stop!
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| Kenny crashes into the office and jumps on Franklin,
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| Hes an electrician we share shop space with.
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| Theyre all screaming.
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| Vince physically restrains his brother
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| And they both leave the office.
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| Kennys beside himself with anger.
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| Vince says
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| Next time, Im gonna let him kick Franklins ass.
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| Kenny is still hot and punches out a couple of cabinets.
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| Vince takes Kenny for a ride in his pickup to cool him off.
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| Halfhour later, Franklins getting into his stepvan
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| when Kenny walks up and begins to apologize for going off earlier.
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| Vince and I are watching from about 30 feet away
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| Out in the hot, tropical sun.
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| I cant hear what Kennys saying
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| But I can tell by his body language that hes getting upset.
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| Franklin starts saying, Fuck you, Kenny, fuck you.
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| Franklin lets the clutch out a bit and pulls up a few feet
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| And then says Fuck you, Kenny, fuck you!
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| I say to Vince, Why dont he just drive on away?
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| Kenny reaches up in Franklins truck, grabs him by the shirt,
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| And Franklins still saying, Fuck you, Kenny!
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| And Kenny pulls Franklin outta his truck
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| And slams him down in the dirt,
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| And Kenny blasts Franklin
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| Three or four very hard hooks to the head,
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| And Franklins getting up but Kenny throws an upper cut
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| That has hospital written all over it.
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| Yeah, it had hospital written all over it!
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| Kenny stops and realizes how bad all this is
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| And says, Fuck this shit and gets in his truck and leaves.
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| And Franklin, his face is starting to swell up
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| Like an eggplant.
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| And he walks past me and Vince and says,
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| Thanks a lot, you dickheads.
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| I still cant figure out why he didnt just drive on away?
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| So I get some ice for Franklins face
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| And he calls the cops
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| And we all have to give statements
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| And I wasnt proud of any of us. |