Everybody knows when he's coming to town
They're locking the doors
And they don't make a sound
With the things that he did
First he's got to live
People want him dead but he won't die yet
People want him leaving
He gets him some smokes
But he isn't leaving soon
Then you best duck when he's through
And some hoes
And a hotel room
He's clinching his fists
And he's lookin for you 'Cause Darren's got an appetite
For lightin' dynamite
Blow up in his hands
And letting it And the wind
Ava's got a Frank Sinatra tune
Ava's got the sun
And the moon
Ava's got a lawyer
And a baller
And a 4And a bullfighter from Spain too
But I guess you could never forget
The way she moves
She removes your stress
"You ain't got a clue 'bout nothing like this"
That's what she says And she means what she says
See Ava's got an appetite
And letting it blow up in her hand
For lightin' dynamite.
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