My tía Pepa
Her mood affects the weather
When she's unhappy
Well, the temperature gets weird
My tío Bruno
(We don't talk about Bruno!)
They say he saw the future, one day he disappeared
And that's my mom Julieta, here's her deal,
The truth is, she can heal you with a meal,
Her recipes are remedies for real
If you're impressed, imagine how I feel!