"No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems" as written by and Casey Michael Beathard....
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

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,
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.
And no shoes, and no shirt, and no problems,
No problems.


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