Hernando's Hideaway

I know a dark secluded place

A place where no one knows your face

A glass of wine a fast embrace

It's called Hernando's Hideaway Ole

All you see are silhouettes

And all you hear are castanets

And no one cares how late it gets

Not at Hernando's Hideaway Ole

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At the golden finger bowl or anyplace you go

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You'll meet your uncle Max and everyone you know

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But if you are sitting close and making love to me

You may take my heart you may take my soul but not my key

Just knock three times and whisper low

That you and I were sent by Joe

Then strike a match and you will know

You're in Hernando's Hideaway Ole