Lyrics

Well, I'm-a write a little letter I'm gonna mail it to my local DJ Yeah, it's a jumpin' 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 on singin' the blues Roll over Beethoven, tell Tschaikowsky the news I got the rockin' pneumonia I need a shot of rhythm and blues I caught the rollin' arthritis Sittin' down at a rhythm review Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two Well, if you feel it 'n like it Go get your lover, then reel and rock it Roll it over then movе on up just A trifle further then reel and rock with onе another Roll Over Beethoven dig these rhythm and blues 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 You oughta see 'em reel and rock Long as she got a dime the music won't never stop Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues
Writer(s): Chuck Berry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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