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I know a dark, secluded placeA place where no one knows your face!A glass of wine, a fast embraceIt's called Hernando's Hideaway, a-way!All you see are silhouettesAnd all you hear are castanetsAnd no one cares how late it getsNot at Hernando's hideaway, a-way!At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you goYou will 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 me and talk of loveJust knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike and match and you will knowYou're in Hernando's hideaway, a-way!I know a dark, secluded placeA place where no one ever knows your face!Wine is fine with a fast embraceHernando's Hideaway -away!At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you goYou will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you knowSongtexteBut if you go to the spot that I am thinking ofYou will be free to gaze at me and talk of loveJust knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike and match and you will knowYou're in Hernando's hideaway! Aus Songtexte Mania