[Intro]
Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now
[Chorus]
Get high, hit the floor before you go
Matador, estocada, you're my blood sport
[Verse 1]
But 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
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
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 tonight will make me forget about you for now