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 tschaikowsky the news.
I got the rockin' pneumonia,
I need a shot of rhythm and blues.
I think i'm rollin' arthiritis
Sittin' down by the rhythm review.
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 tschaikowsky 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.