I'm gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ,
It's a rocking 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's blown a fuse,
My heart's beating rhythm,
And my soul keeeps a singing the blues,
Roll over Beetheoven,
And tell Tchaikovsky the news.
I got a rocking pneumonia,
I need a shot of rhythm and blues,
I think I got it off the writer,
Sittin' down by the rhythm review,
Roll over Beethoven,
We're rockin'in two by two.
Well If you feel you like it,
Well get your lover and 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,
A rocking in two by two.
Well early in the morning,
I'm a giving you the warning,
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes,
Hey diddle diddle,
Gonna play my fiddle,
Ain't got noting to lose,
Roll over Beethoven,
And tell Tchaikovsky the news.
You know she winks like a glow worm,
Dance like a spinning top,
She got a crazy partner,
Oughta see them reel and rock,
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,
And dig to these rhythm and blues.