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 And 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 thru my shades and see you there with me Want to soak up life for a while in laid back mode No boss, no clocks, no stress, no dress code And 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