No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
Here are the lyrics for "No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems", the fourth cut on the CD Beach Bar Serenade.
Songwriter: Kenny Chesney
I’ve been up to my neck workin 6 days a week
Wearin holes into the shoes on my feet
Been dreamin of getting away since I don’t know
Ain’t no better time then now…for Mexico
No shoes, no shirt, no problems
Blues what blues..hey I forgot them
The sun and the sand and a drinkin my hand with no bottom
And no shoes, no shirt, 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 clock, no stress, no dress code
No shoes, no shirt, no problems
Blues what blues..hey I forgot them
The sun and the sand and a drinkin my hand with no bottom
And no shoes, no shirt, no problems
Babe lets get packed..tank tops and flip flops if you got them
No shoes, no shirt, no problems
No problems