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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
says: It like (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your 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 like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (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 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 like I him, now
Hey, sis, I 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 truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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 floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
says: It like (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your 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 like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (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 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 like I him, now
Hey, sis, I 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 truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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 floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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