Appetite (For Lightin' Dynamite)

Everybody know When he's coming to town They're locking the doors And they don't make a sound People want him dead But he won't die, yeah First he's got to live With the things that he did People want him leaving But he ain't leaving soon He gets him some smokes And some hoes and a hotel room And then you best watch When he's through He clinches his fists And he's lookin' for you 'Cause Darren's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in his hands Darren's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in his hands Darren's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in his hands Darren's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up Ava's got a Frank Sinatra tune Ava's got the sun And the wind And the moon Ava's got a lawyer And a baller And a 4-foot taller And a bullfighter from Spain too But I guess You would never forget The way she moves She removes your stress "Ain't got a clue 'bout nothing like this" That's what she said And she means what she said 'Cause Ava's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in her hand Ava's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in her hand Ava's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in her hand Ava's got an appetite For lightin' dynamite And letting it blow up in her hand