To the tune of "Let Me Call You Sweetheart"
 
Paging Doctor Scully
 
Paging Doctor Scully,
there's an autopsy to do.
Time to wield your striker saw so straight and true.
The scalpel's gleam reflected
in your eyes so blue!
Paging Doctor Scully,
there's an autopsy to do.
 
Make your Y-incision
Cut the skin clean through.
Cut away the ribs, the heart and lungs to view.
Weigh the guts and organs,
take a slice or two!
Paging Doctor Scully,
there's an autopsy to do.
 
 

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