[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
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[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