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 silohuettes
And all you hear are castanetts
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at hernando's hideaway ole
At the golden fingerbowl 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 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
At the golden fingerbowl 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 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
