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 my memories of you
Now that I'm fully clean
The matador is no more and is dragged from my view
Get high, hit the floor before you go
Matador, estocada, you're my blood sport
Forty eight thousand seats
Bleats and roars my memories of you
Now that I'm fully clean
The matador is no more and is dragged from my view
But something good
Oh, something good
Oh, something good
Oh, something good tonight will make me forget about you for now