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We don't talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a in the sky (no in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno It looks 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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy 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
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He 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 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 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 and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling 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 hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a in the sky (no in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno It looks 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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy 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
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He 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 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 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 and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling 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 hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
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