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