| Song | Last Mango In Paris |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | Last Mango In Paris |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:J.Buffett/Marshall Chapman/W.Jennings/M.Utley | |
| 'For all the living legends I've had the pleasure to know. There's | |
| still so much to be done.' | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| *Notes: | |
| Background Vocals: Timothy B. Schmit |
| Written: J. Buffett Marshall Chapman W. Jennings M. Utley | |
| ' For all the living legends I' ve had the pleasure to know. There' s | |
| still so much to be done.' | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 darkthirty | |
| 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 | |
| Notes: | |
| Background Vocals: Timothy B. Schmit |
| Written: J. Buffett Marshall Chapman W. Jennings M. Utley | |
| ' For all the living legends I' ve had the pleasure to know. There' s | |
| still so much to be done.' | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 darkthirty | |
| 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 | |
| Notes: | |
| Background Vocals: Timothy B. Schmit |