Roll Over Beethoven

I'm gonna write a little letter,

Gonna mail it to my local

DJ. It's a rockin' rhythm record

I want my jockey to play.

Roll over

Beethoven,

I gotta hear it again today.

You know, my temperature's risin'

And the jukebox blows a fuse.

My heart's beatin' rhythm

And my soul keeps on singin' the blues.

Roll over

Beethoven and tell

Tchaikovsky the news.

I got the rockin' pneumonia,

I need a shot of rhythm and blues.

I think I'm rollin' arthritis

Sittin' down by the rhythm review.

Roll over

Beethoven rockin' in two by two.

Well, if you feel you like it

Go get your lover, then reel and rock it.

Roll it over and move on up just

A trifle further and reel and rock it, roll it over,

Roll over

Beethoven rockin' in two by two.

Well, early in the mornin'

I'm a-givin' you a warnin'

Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.

Hey diddle diddle,

I am playin' my fiddle,

Ain't got nothin' to lose.

Roll over

Beethoven and tell

Tchaikovsky the news.

You know she wiggles like a glow worm,

Dance like a spinnin' top.

She got a crazy partner,

Oughta see 'em reel and rock.

Long as she got a dime the music will never stop.

Roll over

Beethoven,

Roll over

Beethoven,

Roll over

Beethoven,

Roll over

Beethoven,

Roll over

Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues