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

at the golden finger bowl or any place you go

you'll meet your uncle max and everyone you know

but if we go to the spot that i am thinking of

you will be free to gaze at me and talk of love

just not 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

who's that whoopsie where are you whoopsie

say

i know

a place where no one knows your face

a glass of wine

her name knows hideaway oh they

whoopsie whoopsie

at the golden finger bowl or any place you go

you'll meet your uncle max and everyone you know

if you go to the spot that i am thinking of

you will be free to gaze at me and talk of love

you're in heaven knows hideaway holy