Roll Over Beethoven (Olympic)

Well, I'm a write a little letter, gonna mail into my local D.J. Yes, it's a rocking little record I want my jockey to play Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today You know my temperatures rising and the juke box blowing a fuse My heart beating rhythm and my soul keeps a singing the blues Roll over Beethoven and tell me Tchaikowsky she news. I got the rocking pneumonia I need a skol of rhythm and blues I caught the rolling arthrific sitting down at a rhythm review Roll over Beethoven, they're rocking in two by two. Well, if you feel you liket, go get your lover Then reel and rock it roll it over Then mose on up just a triffle burther Then reel and rock with one another Roll over Beethoven, did their rhythm and blues. Early in the morning I'm giving you a warning, Don't you step an my blue suede shoes, Hey little little, play my fiddle, I gotta nothing to loose, Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovski the news!