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