
We Don’t Talk About Barbie Amiah’s Playtime
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[Chorus]
We don’t talk about Barbie, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Barbie
[Verse 1]
But it was our wedding day (Our wedding day)
We were getting ready and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky (No clouds allowed in the sky)
Barbie walks in with a mischievous grin (Thunder!)
You telling this story or am I? (I’m sorry, mi vida, go on)
Barbie says it looks like fancy (Why did she tell us?)
In doing so, she floods our wedding (Abuela, get the umbrella)
Married in a glitter storm (What a joyous day, but anyway)
[Chorus]
We don’t talk about Barbie, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Barbie
[Verse 2]
Hey, grew to live in fear of Barbie stuttering and stumbling
I can always hear her sorta muttering and mumbling
I associate her with the sound of falling sand (Tss, tss, tss)
It’s a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn’t understand
Do you understand?
We don’t talk about Barbie, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Barbie
[Verse 1]
But it was our wedding day (Our wedding day)
We were getting ready and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky (No clouds allowed in the sky)
Barbie walks in with a mischievous grin (Thunder!)
You telling this story or am I? (I’m sorry, mi vida, go on)
Barbie says it looks like fancy (Why did she tell us?)
In doing so, she floods our wedding (Abuela, get the umbrella)
Married in a glitter storm (What a joyous day, but anyway)
[Chorus]
We don’t talk about Barbie, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Barbie
[Verse 2]
Hey, grew to live in fear of Barbie stuttering and stumbling
I can always hear her sorta muttering and mumbling
I associate her with the sound of falling sand (Tss, tss, tss)
It’s a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn’t understand
Do you understand?
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