Roll Over Beethoven

Roll Over Beethoven
(C. Berry)

We’re 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
Gotta hear again today

You know my temperature’s rising
Now the jukebox blows a fuse
My heart’s beating rhythm
And my soul keeps a singing the blues
Roll over Beethoven
And tell Tchaikovsky the news

I’ve got a rocking pneumonia
I aim to shout a rhythm or blues (boo!)
I think I’ll call it off the ladder
Sitting down by the rhythm reviews
Roll over Beethoven
Rocking in two by two

Well if you feel it and like it
Then get your lover
And reel and rock it
Roll it over
And move on up, just try it over
And reel it, rock it, roll it over
Roll over Beethoven
Rocking in two by two (hoo!)

Early in the morning
I’m a giving you the warning
Don’t you step on my blue suede shoes?
Hey Diddle, Diddle, I’ll 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
Dances like a spinning top
She’s got a crazy partner
Ought to see him reel ‘n rock
Long as he’s got a dime
The music will never stop

Coda:

Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Dig me to his rhythm or blues