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