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I know a dark secluded placeA place where no one knows your faceA glass of wine a fast embraceIt's called...Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ All you see are silhouettesAnd all you hear are castanetsAnd no one cares how late it getsNot at Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you goYou can meet your Uncle Max and everyone you knowBut if you go to the spot that I am thinking ofYou will be free...to gaze at meAnd talk of love Just knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike a match and you will knowThat you're in Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ ooohh yeah!move over here a little closer...Letras de cancionesmmmmm....HEY! Oh just knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike a match and you will knowThat you're in Hernando's Hideaway.
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"Hernando's Hideaway" as written by Richard Adler Jerry Ross
Lyrics © THE SONGWRITERS GUILD OF AMERICA
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