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Текст (слова) песни: Motley Crue - T.n.t. (terror `n Tinseltown)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.
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