The Pajama Game: 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 see are sillhouettes,
And all you hear are castanettes,
And no one cares how late it gets,
Not at Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
At the golden finger bowl or anyplace you go
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But if we 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
You're in Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
(SPOKEN) Oooh, it's dark in here!
Who's that?
Poopsie, where are you?
Poopsie??
POOPSIE!
Hey buddy, this ain't Poopsie.
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!
(SPOKEN) Joe sent us!
Shhhhh
Poopsie, Poopsie!
At the golden finger bowl or any place you go
You will 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
You're in Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
A place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine, a fast embrace
It's called Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
All you see are sillhouettes,
And all you hear are castanettes,
And no one cares how late it gets,
Not at Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
At the golden finger bowl or anyplace you go
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But if we 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
You're in Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
(SPOKEN) Oooh, it's dark in here!
Who's that?
Poopsie, where are you?
Poopsie??
POOPSIE!
Hey buddy, this ain't Poopsie.
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!
(SPOKEN) Joe sent us!
Shhhhh
Poopsie, Poopsie!
At the golden finger bowl or any place you go
You will 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
You're in Hernando's Hideaway, Ole!
Credits
Writer(s): Jerry J. Ross, Richard Adler
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Other Album Tracks
- The Pajama Game: Overture
- The Pajama Game: The Pajama Game / Racing with the Clock
- The Pajama Game: A New Town Is a Blue Town
- The Pajama Game: I'm Not at All in Love
- The Pajama Game: I'll Never Be Jealous Again
- The Pajama Game: Hey There
- The Pajama Game: Her Is
- The Pajama Game: Sleep Tite
- The Pajama Game: Once-a-Year Day!
- The Pajama Game: Small Talk
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