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`ll see are silhouettes.
and all you`ll hear are castanets.
and no one cares how late it gets.
not at hernando`s hideaway. ole
at the golden fingerbowl or any place you go
you will meet your uncle max and everyone you know,
but if you`ll go to the spot that i am thinkin` of,
you will be free to gaze at me and talk of love.
just knock thee 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 hideway. ole
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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
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