the sad man formerly called Jon Bon Jovi

I assume you where kidding, along with the theme of the thread.

And the nights are getting colder, because of my age i'm getting balder.

Actuallt, that's the price you pay when you stop rocking and start acting or doi9ng pop.
Or when you still rock but you are a pedophile.....

notice none of the women have replied to this...

Yeah, I forgot to insert an emoticon for people like you to understand my tone :

Ponrauil

do you mean we are turning into :BACKSTAGE BOYS? or did you just mea what you actually said?

Hey, at least we know where his chest hair went. Glad to hear he's concerned with environment and involved into recycling.

Ponrauil

yeah right....hahaha!

poor Jon Bon jovi....good we are fans because of the music!!!

haha

i just wanna say i LOVE your new avatar Thierry!

Aloha !

Here are the lyrics folks :

Supersonic – Just Balder

Hey man it’s been a while
do you remember me ?
I had hair in front of my eyes
that made me unable to see
that it was short and long and in between
after all these years can you believe
I’m still chasing that dream
but it just can’t no longer reach my shoulder

I like the barber I’m sleeping with
He just can’t fix my hair and all those things
I’m not bald, just balder
Like a favorite look of long blond hair
But it’s gone I can’t find them anywhere
I’m not bald, just balder

It’s good to see my face
with all the botox there
I can’t breath since the ciggies took away my fresh air
When I took on my implant
I was getting bald and grey
While Dorothea wanted to take me back to bed
I was still checking the hair on my shoulder

I like the barber I’m sleeping with
He just can’t fix my hair and all those things
I’m not bald, just balder
Like a favorite look of long blond hair
But it’s gone I can’t find them anywhere
I’m not bald, just balder

I’m not old enough for a complete facelift
Although I smile when I dream about it how it would fit
With the botox in the parts of my left and right forehead
I can’t do otherwise…until it’s doesn’t work no more…

Now when I look in the mirror I do hate what I see
When every line on my face is getting deeper and deeper
And my hair, is getting shorter and shorter

Hey man, I gotta go
the chirurg still waits
If you see coach T tell him it’s already to late
The knife is there and in a minute it’s in my face…

I like the barber I’m sleeping with
He just can’t fix my hair and all those things
I’m not bald, just balder
Like a favorite look of long blond hair
But it’s gone I can’t find them anywhere
I’m not bald, just balder

Salaam Aleikum,
Sebastiaan