Harry Connick, Jr.
Hernando’s Hideaway
[GLADYS]
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, olé
All you see are silhouettes
And all you hear are castanets
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Hernando's Hideaway, olé
At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you go
You'll meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But when 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, oh, 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, olé
[MAN 1, spoken]
Poopsie. Poopsie. Poopsie!
[WOMAN 1]
I know a dark secluded place
[WOMAN 2]
A place where no one knows your face
[WOMAN 3]
A glass of wine, a fast embrace
[ENSEMBLE]
It's called Hernando's Hideaway, olé
[MAN 1, spoken]
Poopsie. Poopsie! Poopsie?
[MAN 2, spoken]
Hey buddy, this ain't Poopsie.
[WOMAN 4]
At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you go
[MAN 2]
You'll meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
[MAN 3]
But if you go to the spot that I am thinking of
[WOMAN 5]
You will be free
[MAN 3 & WOMAN 5]
To gaze at me
[ENSEMBLE]
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
[MAN 4 & WOMAN 6, spoken]
Joe sent us.
[GLADYS, spoken]
Brrr yi yi yi yi yi yi yi
[SID]
I know a dark secluded place
Place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine, a fast embrace
It's called
[ENSEMBLE]
Hernando's Hideaway
[SID]
All you see are silhouettes
All you hear are castanets
You know you never know to know how late it gets
Not at
[ENSEMBLE]
Hernando's Hideaway, olé
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
You're in Hernando's Hideaway
You're in Hernando's Hideaway
[SID & GLADYS, spoken]
Olé