INTRO 1: (x3) I've been up to my neck Working 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, and no problems 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, and no problems No problems Want a towel on a chair And the sand by the sea Wanna look through my shades And see you there with me Wanna soak up life for a while In laid-back mode No boss, no clock, no stress, No dress code (CHORUS:) No shoes, no shirt, and no problems 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, and no problems Babe, lets get packed Take tops and flip flops If you've got 'em No shoes, no shirt, and no problems No problems Outro: )