Lyrics to "Last Mango in Paris" - by Jimmy Buffett

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

Why don't we wander and follow la vie dansante?