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