I went down to Captain Tony's

To get out of the heat

I heard a voice call out to me

"Son, come have a seat" I had to search my memories

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

I 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 in 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

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

I 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 sky

And like the sun he disappeared

Before my very eyes It was somewhere past dark-thirty

As we went back to the head

I read upon the dingy wall

The words the old man said He said, "I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

I took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done" I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

I took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done That's why we wander and follow La Vie Dansante