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Like You’ll Never Know
03:41
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LIKE YOU’LL NEVER KNOW
She came from Oklahoma and I hardly even know her
A stranger that I knew so well
She could have been a reverie, she could have been a remedy
As far as I can tell
She opened my eyes
She entered my mind
She covered my soul
She fed me the lines Hook, verse and rhyme
That’s my rock-n-roll
I’m thinking of
making sweet love, like you’ll never know
She came from Johnson City,
she was Mason-Dixie pretty
I got cornered by her moonshine spell
You’ll get some satisfaction with a little rebel action
when you’re rung by a southern belle
She opened my eyes
She entered my mind
She covered my soul
She fed me the lines
Hook, verse and rhyme
That’s my rock-n-roll
I’m thinking of
making sweet love, like you’ll never know
She’s my brown sugar mama who makes me jump and holler
‘though her come-ons make it hard to tell
I rolled lucky seven and she pushed me into heaven
but I only got stuck in hell
She opened my eyes
She entered my mind
She covered my soul
She fed me the lines Hook, verse and rhyme
That’s my rock-n-roll
I’m thinking of
making sweet love, like you’ll never know
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2. |
Love Run Deep
03:45
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3. |
Patria
03:25
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PATRIA
words & music by Kenny Sandler
Deep down inside
Is a feeling to hide, but I just can’t resist
That feeling is love
And the stars all above shining right through the mist, Dig it!
Sometimes it’s hard
To play the part of an old yearning fool
It’s stronger than I
And I realize that I’m burning for you
If I could read your mind instead
Maybe then I’d understand, Patria! Patria!
And all I want is openness
A gentle hug and a lashing kiss
In slumber I lay
And I dream of the days that I’m spending with you
My head’s in a fog
So I sit on a log, pretending it’s true
If I seem to lose my mind
Please make sure I don’t fall behind, Patria! Patria!
All I want is openness
A gentle hug and a lashing kiss
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4. |
Dreaming Of You
03:25
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DREAMING OF YOU AGAIN
Words & Music by Kenny Sandler
You can’t unknown the known and you can’t undo the done
I read your final walk out note and a love likes ours is done
I know that I’m a dreamer and a love like ours can’t mend
So, I sit up in my bed once more and dream of you again
You can’t unsee the seen, and you can’t un-feel the touch
And don’t you know pretty baby, that your love meant all that much
I know it’s a losing battle, yet my love I still defend
So I sit up in my bed once more and dream of you again
Tears on my pillow, a hole in the sheet
A stain on the blanket, reminders of you and me
I stare at the ceiling, I crawl on the floor
I’m sifting through wreckage, a survivor of nothing more
You can’t unhear the heard, and you can’t give life to dead
The memories of you are haunting me like a creature feature matinee
I know that I’m a dreamer, and a love like ours can’t end
So, I’ll sit up in my bed once more and dream of you again
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5. |
No Use Crying
05:39
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NO USE CRYING
Words & Music by: Kenny Sandler
WE had a love some time ago
The kind of love few people know
You had that inner light
Those bedroom days and basement nights-
with you- were some of the best times of my life
MY memories of you are short and sweet
I remember when you swept me off my feet
That moment we realized
Love had taken us by surprise
You said “we’re kindred souls for life, love always”
I want to tell you, but my mind cannot speak
I want to hold you, but my arms are too weak
And though you’re not to blame, it’s plain as it can be
There’s no use crying over me
We had the good, we had a spark
Making love in Harriman Park
I remember your smile so wry
The moonlight twinkling in your crescent eyes
We held each other, we laughed we cried, love always
And one day you left without a trace
No letter nor picture of your face
Do you still believe somewhere in your memories
Of those kindred souls of you and me, love always
I want to tell you, but my mind cannot speak
I want to hold you, but my arms are too weak
And though you’re not to blame, it’s plain as it can be
There’s no use crying over me
Love notes and poetry
Rendezvous and repartee
Darling, you still inspire me
So there’s no final curtain call
It’s just the space and distance between us all
And we’ll be so content, satisfied to our very ends
That the love we earned, was the love we spent, love always- Hey!
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6. |
Lipstick On A Cigarette
03:48
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LIPSTICK ON A CIGARETTE
Words & Music by: Kenny Sandler
Lipstick on her cigarette, that’s all my baby left behind
Lipstick on her cigarette, that’s all my baby left behind
Ashes are sweet memories, and the smoke it blows my mind
Lipstick on her cigarette, cherry red burning slow
Lipstick on her cigarette, cherry red burning slow
I’ve got no place I got to be, so I’ll watch that ember glow
She come and she gone and she did me no harm
And the loving was mighty fine
She can hurt me and use me and make me feel cheap
I’ll do it anytime
She gave me the stars and some permanent scars
How can I forget?
When she shook those hips and wrapped her lipsaround that cigarette – take a drag off me baby!
Lipstick on her cigarette, see the flame flicker out
Lipstick on her cigarette, see the flame flicker out
Time to stoke the fire, strike my match and blow me out
She come and she gone and she did me no harm
And the loving was mighty fine
She can hurt me and use me and make me feel cheap
I’ll do it anytime
She gave me the stars and some permanent scars
How can I forget?
When she shook those hips and wrapped her lips around my cigarette – take a drag off me baby!
Take a drag off me baby
Lipstick on her cigarette, that’s all my baby left behind
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The Deep Drags Boonton, New Jersey
The Deep Drags, founded by bassist, composer, lead vocalist,
Kenny Sandler, debuted with the EP "Back From Extinction"-
named "Feature Album of the Month by Prospect Radio, and the opening track,"Like You'll Never Know" charted #4.
In 2022, their new releases blend of 60's Brit Invasion/80's Garage Rock with a modern indie feel which continue to chart worldwide. - catch the Sonic Inhalation!
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