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