Kerpal calls his neighbour accusing
her of kicking his dog. Here are the lyrics, for
a small group of people who are interested.
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Daughter:
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Hello. |
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Kerpal:
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Hello, is Zeb down there? |
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Daughter:
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Who? |
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Kerpal:
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Abtar. |
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Daughter:
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Can I ask who's speaking please? |
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Kerpal:
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This is Kerpal. |
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Daughter:
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Who? |
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Kerpal:
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Kerpal. |
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Daughter:
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OK, one moment please.
[Daughter calls Abtar . . .] |
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Abtar:
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Hello. |
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Kerpal:
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Hello. |
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Abtar:
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Hi there. |
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Kerpal:
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Hi, I was just calling because
I live down the street from you, and your
daughter come to my house today and she kick
my dog. |
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Abtar:
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Pardon? |
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Kerpal:
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Your daughter come to my house
today, |
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Abtar:
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Uh huh |
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Kerpal:
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And she come on my property
and then she kick my dog. And now my dog needs
operation. |
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Abtar:
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She kicked your? |
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Kerpal:
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She kicked my dog! |
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Abtar:
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She kicked your dog? |
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Kerpal:
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Yes. |
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Abtar:
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Which daughter? |
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Kerpal:
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The one who just answered the
phone |
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[Abtar checks with his daughter
. . .] |
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Abtar:
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No.
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Kerpal:
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What? |
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Abtar:
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No. |
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Kerpal:
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Yes she did. I saw her. And
then I go to I saw her at your house. And,
why did she do it? |
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Abtar:
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I don't know. She didn't said. |
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Kerpal:
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She did! She's lying. She's
lying to you, f**king guy! |
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Abtar:
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Where, where from you speaking? |
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Kerpal:
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I am speaking from my house. |
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Abtar:
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Where you live? |
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Kerpal:
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Down the street from you. |
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Abtar:
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Huh? |
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Kerpal:
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You know where I live. My dog,
she kicked it and now I'm going to f**k her! |
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Abtar:
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[mumbles]... ohhhh, you lie
I dunno .. |
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Kerpal:
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Don't lie, you f**king guy. |
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Abtar:
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Hey . why? Don't talk like that!
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Kerpal:
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F**k you! You know damn right
what she do! |
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Abtar:
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Yea, she let but who kicked
your dog? |
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Kerpal:
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Your daughter kicked my dog. |
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Abtar:
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Which daughter? |
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Kerpal:
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YOU KNOW DAMN RIGHT!!!.......[quietly]....
you bastard |
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[Mumbling in background,
daughter comes back to phone] |
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Daughter:
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Hello. |
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Kerpal:
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Hello. |
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Daughter:
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Yeah? |
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Kerpal:
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Why you kick my dog? |
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Daughter:
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Hello, can I ask who's speaking
please? |
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Kerpal:
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You know damn right! It's Kerpal.
It's Kerpal. |
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Daughter:
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Who's Kerpal? We don't know
Kerpal. |
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Kerpal:
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Yes, you do. You kick my dog
today. |
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Daughter:
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Dog?! |
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Kerpal:
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Dog! |
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Daughter:
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We don't even - we don't misber
-- |
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Kerpal:
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You don't act stupid. You tell
your Dad that I am going to sue him. He is
going to go to jail. |
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Daughter:
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OK, where the hell do you live? |
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Kerpal:
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I live on your street. |
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Daughter:
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On my street? |
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Kerpal:
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You know! |
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Daughter:
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You say that one of us have
kicked your dog? |
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Kerpal:
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Yes. |
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Daughter:
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Where abouts do you live? |
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Kerpal:
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You know damn right!! |
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Daughter:
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No, we do not know damn right!
We don't even know you. |
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Kerpal:
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[under breath] Yes you do. |
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Daughter:
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Why? Where the hell do you live? |
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Kerpal:
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[under breath] You don't ask
dumb question. |
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Daughter:
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You live or Marative? |
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Kerpal:
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No, you just shut up! You try
to confuse! I am going to call the police,
and then, you're going to go to jail. |
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Daughter:
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You damn right call the police
because we don't know what the hell- |
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Kerpal:
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You do not tell me 'damn right'.
You do not swear at me [under breath] I am
going to kill you. |
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Daughter:
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You're going to kill us!? |
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Kerpal:
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No, not, I'm just kidding! You
just tell your Dad that I am going to get
my lawyer and he is going to rush you! |
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Daughter:
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[says to background] I don't
know who the hell he is. [back to Kerpal]
OK, you just go ahead, okay, because we don't
know what the f**k you're talking about. |
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Kerpal:
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You don't ever tell me to 'f**k'!
You say bad word! |
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Daughter:
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Well you talk to us this way
when you have no proof . . . |
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Kerpal:
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F**k you, you, you do not tell
me f**k you! OK you? You know! |
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Daughter:
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Please just get lost okay, because
we're fed up. |
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Kerpal:
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F**k you. You are going to jail. |
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Daughter:
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We don't know who the hell you
are and you're phoning us with all these obscene- |
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Kerpal:
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Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You
shut up you! |
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Daughter:
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Don't tell me to shut up, I
did not - |
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Kerpal:
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Shut up! You stink! |
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Daughter:
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Oh, you stink too! |
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Kerpal:
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No, you don't - |
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Daughter:
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You stink too! |
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Kerpal:
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I do not stink! |
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Daughter:
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I think you do! |
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Kerpal:
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F**k you, just because I am
paki doesn't mean I stink! |
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[she hangs up] |
