Last Mango in Paris - Live

I went down to Captain Tony's
 To get out of the heat
 Then 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 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
 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
 And 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
 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
 That's why we wander and follow La Vie Dansante