You know, my temperature's risin'
The jukebox's blowin' a fuse.
My heart's beatin' rhythm
and my soul keeps a-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 caught the rollin' arthiritis
sittin' down at a rhythm review.
Roll Over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two.

Well, if you feelin' 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 with it,
roll it over,
Roll Over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues.