Well, I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would go meet her connection
At her feet was footloose man
No, you can't always get what you want
No, you can't always get what you want
No, you can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime, you just might find
You get what you need
And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
And if we don't, we gonna blow a 50-amp fuse", yeah
And no, you can't always get what you want
No, you can't always get what you want
Well, no, you can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need, baby
And I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescriptions filled
I was standin' 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
And he said one word back to me, and that was "Dead"
I said to him
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, you just might find
You get what you need
Oh, you can't always get what you want
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 I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
And she was practiced in the art of deception
I could tell by her blood-stained hands
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
Oh, you can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
Actually most can't always get what they want then .. if your a criminal aka theif you can get an6th6ng you dam well please without paying or working your as A off j6st b n e the house of your choice cause the gritty boy did just that taking the music n song so M d H play it loud child creep wannabe