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No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems   

Kenny Chesney

I've been up to my neck workin' 6 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 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, 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 'em
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 'em
No shoes, no shirt, no problems
No problems