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