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Doris Day

Hernando's Hideaway

 

Hernando's Hideaway

(album: The Pajama Game - 1957)


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 anyplace you go

You'll meet your uncle Max and everyone you know

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!

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