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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 day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always 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
he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on your (hey)
We don't talk 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 just 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 life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a out of you (it's 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)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he my brain
in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I shoulda up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always 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
he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on your (hey)
We don't talk 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 just 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 life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a out of you (it's 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)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he my brain
in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I shoulda up Bruno
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