Motley Crue - T. N. T. (Terror 'n Tinseltown) текст песни

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Dr. David, telephone, please
Dr. David, telephone

Dr. David here to dispatch.

Dispatch. Go ahead.

We have a 17 year old male.
Unconcious.
Possible O.D.
Patient is not breathing at this time.
We are presently putting on the mask.
The CPR isn't pulled up...

(CRASH!!!)

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