Last Mango in Paris

I read upon the dingy wall
But a legend never dies
And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done
And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done"
And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done
He said, "I ate the last mango in Paris
As I looked into those eyes
I woke up dry beneath the African sky
The words the old man said

Just me and my Swiss army knife
I took the first fast boat to China
I heard a voice call out to me
Our lives change like the weather
I took the first fast boat to China

Took the last plane out of Saigon
Before my very eyes
We shot the breeze for hours
As we moved from land to land
With a pistol in each hand
I ate the last mango in Paris
I took the first fast boat to China
Took the last plane out of Saigon
He said, "I ate the last mango in Paris
I had to search my memories

As the sun fell from the sky

Took the last plane out of Saigon
With my high fashion model wife

I ate the last mango in Paris
I took the first fast boat to China
It was somewhere past dark-thirty
And like the sun he disappeared
I had a damn good run on Wall Street

She always kept me covered

I had a third world girl in Buzios
And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done"
"Son, come have a seat"
Took the last plane out of Saigon
As we went back to the head