Ella Sings Broadway

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, a-way! All you see are silhouettes And all you hear are castanets And no one cares how late it gets Not at Hernando's

What a day this has been What a rare mood I'm in Why it's almost like being in love There's a smile on my face For the whole human race Why it's almost like being in love All the music of life seems to be Like a bell that is ringing for me And from t