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We don't talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't 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 grin (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
a 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 him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls your it all to black
Yeah, he sees dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me 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 I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't 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 grin (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
a 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 him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls your it all to black
Yeah, he sees dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me 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 I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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