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  Tchaikowsky  the  news.
I  got  the  rockin'pneumonia,
I  need  a  shot  of  rhythm  and  blues.
I  think  I'm  rollin'arthritis
sittin'down  by  the  rhythm  review.
Roll  Over  Beethoven  rockin'in  two  by  two.
Well,if  you  feel  you  like  it,
go  get  your  lover,then  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  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