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