Roll Over Beethoven — текст песни (Chuck Berry)

I`m gonna write a little letter,

gonna mail it to my local DJ.

It`s a rockin` rhythm 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 blows a fuse.

My heart`s beatin` rhythm

and my soul keeps on singin` the blues.

Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news.



I got the rockin` pneumonia,

I need a shot of rhythm and blues.

I think I`m rollin` arthiritis

sittin` down by the rhythm review.

Roll Over Beethoven 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,

roll it over,

Roll Over Beethoven rockin` in two by two.



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,

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 and dig these rhythm and blues.