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