Otis Stacks. Three syllables. A name and a first name that recall a mythical singer as much as the Memphis music label that got him to it’s days of glory. A name that evokes him in particular and soul music in general.

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Réalisation : Jean Pierre Sastre
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LYRICS

Chorus
I don’t know where I ended up last night.
I don’t know why I can’t find a light.
I don’t know where I left my keys. Was I with you? Or were you with me?

Yes my suit is tight.
And the light shines bright on me.
It’s Friday night in the club.
Celebrating that it’s me.
Umhmm.
Chorus

Saw you in the corner.
(Damn)
Saw you twice.
It’s the liquor that’s watching you straight from my eyes.
Nice and slow I come over to you,
Tell you all the things that you want to hear from me too.
You got all the right tools, I’m the one that’s lost here.
You say spend the day on
The beach and we can just play.
I’m sure you’re really nice but
I can’t remember your name.
And I kind of hate myself for, even being in this place.

Chorus

I’m so sick of this it’s ridiculous
I think my liver is
About to give in this.
Pretty imminent
Walls closing in
Space limited, anything to fill this hole of emptiness
Now I’m onto this, way to cultivate a fake confidence
Now it’s on again, drop a cron or pen
I just want to know the stress is gonna end.
Love the way she make me say “Ahh” again.
Though it’s not a mental I’m honoring.
Fly away and then I start again
Steady nodding in, I’m a goner if
I don’t find what I be searchin all up in.
All the bottles and pretty models and
Just the way to leave and step out of me
Drink or smoke or needle in the artery
Tell my honesty and my modesty
Disappear while I am on this odyssey
All I want to do is see it clear.
Trying to get to anywhere but here.


I don’t know where I ended up last night.
I don’t know why I can’t find a light.
I don’t know where I left my keys. Was I with you? Or were you with me?
See I am not wearing the clothes
That I left with.
And this is not the bed that I made before breakfast
I don’t know.
I don’t know
I don’t know where…

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