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 good tonight will make me forget about you for now