Roll Over Beethoven

Berry

We're gonna write a little letter, gotta mail it to my local DJ

Yes its rockin' little record I want my jockey to play

Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today.

You know my temperature's rising and the jukebox blows a fuse

My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps a-singin' the blues

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues, ooo

I caught the rollin' arthritis sittin' down at the rhythm reviews

Roll over Beethoven, they're rockin' in two by two.

Well if you feel it like it, go get your lover

Then reel and rock it, roll it over

Then move on up just a trifle further

Then reel and rock it, roll it over

Roll over Beethoven, they're rockin' in two by two, ooo.

Well early in the morning I'm giving you the warning, don't you step on my blue suede shoes

Hey diddle-diddle, I'm a-playin' my fiddle, ain't got nothing to lose

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinning top

She's got a crazy partner, you ought to see them 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.