I've been up to my neck, working six days a week Wearing holes in the soles, of the shoes on my feet Been dreamin' of getting away, since I don't know Ain't no better time than now, for Mexico No shoes, no shirt, no problems 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 problems No problems 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 lay back low No boss no clock no stress, no dress code No shoes, no shirt, no problems 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 problems Babe lets get packed, tank tops and flip-flops, if you got 'em No shoes, no shirt, no problems No problems
I've been up to my neck, working six days a week Wearing holes in the soles, of the shoes on my feet Been dreamin' of getting away, since I don't know Ain't no better time than now, for Mexico No shoes, no shirt, no problems 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 problems No problems 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 lay back low No boss no clock no stress, no dress code No shoes, no shirt, no problems 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 problems Babe lets get packed, tank tops and flip-flops, if you got 'em No shoes, no shirt, no problems No problems
