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