( C. Berry )

I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
Yeah, 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 blowin a fuse
My heart's beatin' rhythm
And my soul keeps singin' the blues
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news

I got a rockin' pneumonia
I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I got the rollin' arthritis
Sittin' down at the rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven and 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
With one and other
Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues

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'm 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
You 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 (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues

Roll over Beethoven (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven (Roll over Beethoven)
Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues