como aqui já disse, dá-me um prazer especial constatar uma adesão inesperada aos azuis.
um bom exemplo é esta contribuição, com assinatura do guitarrista dos extintos dire straits.

You can't fool a fooler
, I can tell

When a John got jazzed by a Jezebel


You can't beat the house, 
you can't beat the house


Tell the man somebody, 
you can't beat the house

When these horn dogs
 get lucky with dough


They'll blow it on the rooster 
and the girls of Smokey Row


You can't beat the house,
 you can't beat the house


Now tell the man somebody,
 you can't beat the house

You want to buy you a dance 
don't buy it in here


It's all skin games and jelly roll
 red-eye and beer


They're all as mean as rat snakes 
all got knives in their boots


Even the piano player, man,
 he don't care who he shoots



See that little home wrecker
 in the backroom


She'll pick your pocket
 with her pet raccoon


You can't beat the house, 
you can't beat the house

Tell the man somebody, 
you can't beat the house