[Written by Richard Adler and Jerry Ross]
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 silhouettes
And all you 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'm thinkin' 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 Hideway, Ole
---- musical interlude ----
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 |
Chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah, yeah, yeah I go a swingin' school
Where the chicks are kicks and the cats are cool.
Well we dance the greatest and we dress the latest
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Uh huh! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
My little chick is my heart's desire
Well the way we kiss it puts the school on fire.
Ah chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah yeah yeah wail!
After school we have to rendezvous
Gonna plan all the things that we're gonna do.
Trade bookin' for cookin' and I'll quit my lookin'
When our days at the school are through.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Ah hah! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
We live and love by the golden rule
We're gonna settle down at a swingin' school.
Well have a house and car, a swimmin' pool
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
I said a wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
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