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We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous (thunder)
You this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he said (no, no)
He said all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous (thunder)
You this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he said (no, no)
He said all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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