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 if we go to the spot I'm 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, olé

[WOMAN 1, spoken]
Ooh, it's dark in here. Fresh!

[MAN 1, spoken]
Who's that?

[MAN 2, spoken]
Poopsie, where are you? Poopsie? Poopsie!

[MAN 3, spoken]
Hey buddy! This ain't 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

[3 WOMEN]
It's called Hernando's Hideaway, olé

[VOICES, spoken]
Joe sent us

[3 WOMEN & 3 MEN, spoken]
Shh

[MAN 2, spoken]
Poopsie?

[WOMAN 1]
At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you go

[MAN 1]
You'll meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know

[MAN 2]
But if you go to the spot I'm thinking of

[WOMAN 1]
You will be free

[MAN 2]
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, olé