I went down to Captain Tony's to get out of the heat
When I heard a voice call out to me, "Son, come have a seat"
I had to search my memory as I looked into those eyes

Our lives change like the weather but a legend never dies

He said, "I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon
Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done.


I had a third world girl in Buzios
With a pistol on each hand

She always kept me covered
As we moved from land to land
I had a damn good run on wall street

With my high fashion model wife
Til I woke up dry beneath the African sky
Just me and my Swiss Army knife


I ate the last mango in Paris
Took the last plane out of Saigon

Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy there's still so much to be done


We shot the breeze for hours
As the sun fell from the skies
And like the sun hw disappeared before my very eyes

It was somewhere past dark-thirty
When I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy wall

The words the old man said

I ate the last mango in Paris...

....so much to be done.
Why don't we wander and follow la vie dansante.