In the Mood

He's in the mood to touch the fire He's in the mood to touch everything you are He's in the mood to touch the fire Touch the fire, touch the fire Jacky's locked in a silent dream He's watching movies on the TV-screen He feels unsteady lights a cigarette He's getting mellow in his cabinet In his cabinet Oh Jacky, when everything goes wrong Get ready, for you've got to be so strong It's so supersensual, so sentimental Dial that cipher in your tears The number to the golden years You've got to touch the fire Wake up, little boy You've got to play with fire Wake up You've got to touch the fire Wake up, little boy You've got to play with fire You've got to play with fire Jacky hears it, is it her or not? His eyes are burning 'Cause the brain's too hot He's sitting calmly on a swivel chair There's something coming from the upper stairs From the upper stairs Oh Jacky, when everything goes wrong Get ready, for you've got to be so strong It's so supersensual, so sentimental Dial that cipher in your tears The number to the golden years Oh Jacky, when everything goes wrong Get ready, for you've got to be, you've got to be so strong It's so sensual, so sentimental Dial that cipher in your tears The number to the golden years Oo, Jacky Now listen to me Jacky You were always so lonesome in that quiet lonely house High on the hill Oo, Jacky Just come Come and meet me You know where and we'll take a nice holiday Back in the old, old days Oo, Jacky Of happiness When everything goes wrong Get ready, for you've got to be so strong It's so sensual, so sentimental Dial that cipher in your tears Dial that cipher in your tears In your tears In your tears