I've been up to my neck workin' six days a week Wearin' holes into 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 problems Blues, what blues...hey I forgot them The sun and the sand and a drink in my hand with no bottom And no shoes, no shirt and no problems No problems Want a towel on a chair in the sand by the sea Want to look through my shades and see you there with me Want to soak up life for a while In laid back mode No boss, no clock, no stress, no dress code No shoes, no shirt, no problems Blues, what blues...hey I forgot them The sun and the sand and a drink in my hand with no bottom And no shoes, no shirt and no problems Babe, lets get packed Tank tops and flip flops if you got them No shoes, no shirt, no problems No problems