Roll Over Beethoven

Well I'm gonna write a little letter
gonna mail it to my local D.J.
it's a rockin' little 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's blowin' a fuse
my heart's beatin' rhythm
and my soul keeps singing the blues
roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

I got a rockin' pneumonia
I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I think I got it off the writer
sittin' down by the rhythm reviews
roll over Beethoven we're rockin' in two by two.

Well if you're feeling like it
go get your lover and reel and rock it
roll it over and move on up
a trifle further and reel and rock it
roll it over, roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two, oh.

Well early in the mornin'
I'm a givin' you the warnin'
don't you step on my blue suede shoes
hey diddle diddle
I will play 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 spinnin' top
she's got a crazy partner
ought to see her reel and rock
as long as she's got a dime
the music will never stop
roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven
roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven
roll over Beethoven beat to these rhythm and blues.