Me pai agora tem uma disqueteira (é assim que escreve?) no carro novo dele... Sabe o que a gente tem que ouvir? Zeca Pagodinho.
Mas outro dia ele estava ouvindo Frank Sinatra, e seguindo minha veia 'brega' do post anterior, aqui vai:

(I've got you) under my skin
I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin.

I try so not to give in
I say to myself this affair, it never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when baby, I know damn well
That I've got you under my skin.

I`d sacrafice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near,
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
It repeats, repeats in my ear
"Don't you know you fool, you never can win?
Use your mentality, wake up to reality"
And each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin,
Because I've got you under my skin.

Fala sério, o homem sabia do que estava falando. Além do mais, o Bono Vox não ia cantar com qualquer Zé Mané por aí... hahahahaha (Se meu pai lê isso me expulsa de casa! Valorizar o Frank Sinatra só porque Bono Vox cantou com ele! tsc tsc tsc...)