Something good, oh something good, oh something good,

Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now


Get high, hit the floor before you go

Matador, estocada, you're my blood sport


But something good, oh something good, oh something good

Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now


Forty-eight thousand seats bleats

And roars for my memories of you

Now that I'm fully clean

The matador is no more and is dragged from view


Get high, hit the floor before you go

Matador, estocada, you're my blood sport


Forty-eight thousand seats bleats

And roars for my memories of you

Now that I am clean

The matador is no more and is dragged from view


But something good, oh something good, oh something good

Oh something tonight will make me forget about you for now