The Tragically Hip - Baby Blueblood lyrics

I got a cool hot baby lot
Of callus on my hand
Can't pretend i'm bored can't accept
Me as i am ain't any of us kooks at
The bar's a seasoned band
I got a deep suspicion that i
Ain't your kind of man

I got to leave baby please
Why can't you see? yeah get up off your knees
Look at me it's an incurable disease
You got the blue blood baby
And a taste for luxury
You got it blue blood you
Got it baby blue blood
You got it blue blood you
Got it baby blue blood
Well i'm a working man honey
But you own the factory
You write a social column about
Your friends and family
You're an aristocrat's daughter babe
You got their sympathy
You can't maintain your champagne taste
On my beer salary

Well i'll try to tell you baby in
The best way that i can
Thanks a lot miss serlive i can
No more be your man
You got a big necklace makes
Me realize who i am
I'm a rock and roller baby
Not a prep school president