Karaoké Hernando's Hideaway The Pajama Game (Carol Haney)

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 castanettes

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

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

At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go

You will be free 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