Lyrics No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems

I've been up to my neck workin' six days a week
Wearin' holes in the soles of the shoes on my feet
Been dreamin' of gettin' away since I don't know
Ain't no better time than now for Mexico.

No shoes, no shirt, no problem
Blues, what blues? Hey, I forgot em'.
The sun and the sand and a drink in my hand with no bottom
And no shoes, no shirt, no problem, no problem.

Want a towel or a chair in the sand by the sea
Wanna look through my shades and see you there with me
Wanna soak up life for awhile and laid back mode
No boss, no clock, no stress, no dress code.

No shoes, no shirt, no problem
Blues, what blues? Hey, I forgot em'.
The sun and the sand and a drink in my hand with no bottom
No shoes, no shirt, no problem.

Babe lets get packed
Tank tops and flip flops
If you got em'
No shoes, no shirt, no problem, no problem...