Maybe it's no big deal, but I was singing this song over karaoke on New Year's Day and got the chills at the line about Mr. Jimmy. I do believe Trump has always chosen his rally songs for specific reasons, and maybe the line after this one will be clearer soon, too. If it is, I can only guess the "her" is Hillary, and I'm sure we'll see her today. Maybe she'll get another envelope.

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

You can't always get what you want, well no

You can't always get what you want. I tell you, baby

You can't always get what you want, no

But if you try sometimes you just might find

You get what you need

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, sing it

You can't always get what you want, well no

You can't always get what you want. I tell you, baby

You can't always get what you want, no

But if you try sometimes you just might find

You get what you need