Chloe... I modified a little song to celebrate your birthday. The original version reminded me of you, all the Ne-va-da ladies, and some of the times I've spent out there. I've rewritten some of it, and it reminds me of you even more. (With apologies to songwriter Katy Perry).
Happy Birthday Dear Lady,
afriend
Greetings loved one
Let's take a journey
I know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath Dennis’s trees
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little sneak peek
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close to the Golden Coast
Once you party with them
You'll be falling in love
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ne-va-da gurls, they’re unforgettable
Daisy dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot, will melt your popsicle
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ne-va-da gurls, they're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, they’ve got it on top
West Coast represent, now put your hands up
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Sex on the beach
They don't mind sand in their stilettos
They freak, in her jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the stereo
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close to the Golden Coast
Once you party with them
You'll be falling in love
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ne-va-da gurls, they're unforgettable
Daisy dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot, will melt your popsicle
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ne-va-da gurls, they're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, they’ve got it on lock
West Coast represent, now put your hands up
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Tone tanned, fit and ready,
turn it up 'cause it's getting heavy!
Wild, wild west coast,
these are the girls I love the most!
I mean the ones,
I mean, like, she's the one,
kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns!
The girl's a freak,
she drives a jeep and lives at The Love Ranch,
I'm okay, I won't play,
I love the ladies, just like I love all at TLR.,
Tahoe Beach and Virginia City,
summer time is everything!
Home boys hanging bout,
all that ass hanging out!
Bikinis, with tankinis, martinis, no weenies,
Just a king and the queeny,
Chloe, my lady, (Yeah)
Lookie here baby (uh, huh)!
I'm all up on you,
'Cause you representing Ne-va-da gurls (oh yeah)!
Ne-va-da gurls, they're unforgettable
Daisy dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot, will melt your popsicle
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ne-va-da gurls, they're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, they’ve got it on lock
West Coast represent, now put your hands up
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
I really wish they could all be Ne-va-da gurls
