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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 cloud 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 rain (why did he us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he your 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 about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he (no, no)
He said that 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 me that the man of my dreams
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 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 it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on screams
You telling 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 hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I shoulda brought 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 cloud 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 rain (why did he us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he your 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 about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he (no, no)
He said that 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 me that the man of my dreams
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 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 it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on screams
You telling 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 hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
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