paroles de chanson Hernando's Hideaway - Alma Cogan
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
Fingerbowl
or
any
place
you
go
You
can
meet
your
Uncle
Max
and
everyone
you
know
But
if
you
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
That
you're
in
Hernando's
Hideaway...
OLÉ
ooohh
yeah!
move
over
here
a
little
closer...
mmmmm...
HEY!
Oh
just
knock
three
times
and
whisper
low
That
you
and
I
were
sent
by
Joe
Then
strike
a
match
and
you
will
know
That
you're
in
Hernando's
Hideaway.
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