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.