Burning celluloid in my veins
Whoa, my dreams were movie star vamps
Bathed black and white light beams
Covered up with cheap schemes
Her name was Constance Keane
She's looking pretty mean
They're chasing 40's vixens
Will got me blurry vision
Get a load of Bogart's face
How did it get that way?
Whoa, no broken heart, broken dreams
Dressed up with cheap schemes
Her name was Constance Keane
She's looking pretty mean
We're chasing 40's vixens
Will got me blurry vision
Whoa
Burning celluloid in my veins
Whoa, my dreams were movie star vamps
Bathed black and white light beams
Covered up with cheap schemes
Her name was Constance Keane
She's looking pretty mean
We're chasing 40's vixens
Will got me blurry vision
