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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 day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no allowed in the sky)
Bruno in with a mischievous (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't 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 all my 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 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
be 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 to know Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno It looks rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no allowed in the sky)
Bruno in with a mischievous (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't 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 all my 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 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
be 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 to know Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno It looks rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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