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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were 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 like rain (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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift a so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams (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 like 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 told me that the of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me my power grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a 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 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 your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
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 word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were 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 like rain (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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift a so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams (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 like 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 told me that the of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me my power grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a 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 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 your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
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 word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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