Hernando's Hideaway

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'll meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
 But if you 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
 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