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