No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems Songtext
von Kenny Chesney

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, and no problem
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 or a chair in the sand by the sea
Wanna look through my shades and see you there with me
Wanna soak up life for a while and lay back low
No boss, no clock, no stress, no dress code

And no shoes, no shirt, no problem
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, let's get packed
Tank tops and flip-flops, if you got ′em
And no shoes, and no shirt, and no problems
No problems