Last Mango In Paris
Jimmy Buffett · Other Songs - Jimmy Buffett
To get out of the heat
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 changed like the weather
But a legend never dies
[Chorus]
He said I ate the last mango in Paris
I 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]
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 I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy walls
The words the old man said
[Chorus: x2]
Last Mango In Paris
Jimmy Buffett's "Last Mango In Paris" stands as a quintessential example of his signature style, blending tropical rhythms with a nostalgic, sun-drenched atmosphere. The track exemplifies his ability to craft soundscapes that evoke the feeling of a carefree vacation, utilizing acoustic guitar and light percussion to create an immersive escape. While often associated with his broader catalog of beach-themed compositions, this recording captures the specific mood of late afternoon in a warm, coastal city. It reflects Buffett's talent for weaving together personal anecdotes with universal themes of longing and relaxation, making it a staple for listeners seeking the comforting, laid-back vibe that defined his career. The song remains a timeless piece within his discography, illustrating his commitment to creating music that feels both intimate and universally accessible.