Roll Over Beethoven

I'm gonna write a little letter, gotta mail it to my local DJ
Well, it's rockin' little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over, Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today

You know my temperature's rising, the jukebox blows a fuse
My heart's beatin' rhythm, and my soul keeps singin' the blues
Roll over, Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovsky the news

Well, if you feel it, like it, go get your lover
Then reel and rock it, roll it over
Then move on up just a trifle further
Then reel and rock it, roll it over
Roll over, Beethoven, and dig these rhythm and blues

Well, early in the morning I'm giving you the warning
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle-diddle, I'm a-playin' my fiddle, I ain't got nothing to lose
Roll over, Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovsky the news

You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinning top
She's got a crazy partner, you ought to see them reel and rock
Long as she got a dime the music will never stop, alright

Roll over, Beethoven
Roll over, Beethoven
Roll over, Beethoven
Roll over, Beethoven
Roll over, Beethoven, and dig these rhythm and blues