Intro : (x2) I saw her today at a reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man [Refrain :] No, you can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want And if you try sometime, you might find You get what you need  ahhhhhhah yeah I saw her today at a reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man [Refrain] And I went down to the demonstration To get my fair share of abuse Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration If we don't we're gonna blow a fifty amp fuse" Sing it to me now... [Refrain] I went down to the Chelsea drugstore To get your prescription filled I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy And man, did he look pretty ill We decided that we would have a soda My favorite flavor, cherry red I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead" I said to him [Refrain] I saw her today at the reception In her glass was a bleeding man She was practiced at the art of deception Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands [Refrain] (x2)