Well, I'm gon' write a little letter, I'm gon' mail it to my local DJ

Yeah, this a jumpin' little record I want my jockey to play

Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today

You know my temperature risin', the jukebox blowin' a fuse

My heart beatin' rhythm and my soul keep a-singin' the blues

Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky 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 revue

Roll over Beethoven, they're rockin' in two by two

Well, if you feel it and like it, go get your lover

Then reel and rock it, roll it over

Then move on up, yes, a trifle further

Then reel and rock with one another

Roll over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues

Well, early in the mornin' I'm givin' you my warnin', don't you step on my blue suede shoes

Hey diddle-diddle, I'm gon' play my fiddle, ain't got nothin' to lose

Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news

You know she wiggle like a glow worm, dance like a spinnin' top

She got a crazy partner, you ought to see him 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, dig these rhythm and blues