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Berry |
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We're gonna write a little letter, gotta mail it to my local DJ |
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Yes its rockin' little record I want my jockey to play |
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Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today. |
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You know my temperature's rising and the jukebox blows a fuse |
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My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps a-singin' the blues |
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Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news. |
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I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues, ooo |
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I caught the rollin' arthritis sittin' down at the rhythm reviews |
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Roll over Beethoven, they're rockin' in two by two. |
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Well if you feel it like it, go get your lover |
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Then reel and rock it, roll it over |
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Then move on up just a trifle further |
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Then reel and rock it, roll it over |
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Roll over Beethoven, they're rockin' in two by two, ooo. |
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Well early in the morning I'm giving you the warning, don't you step on my blue suede shoes |
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Hey diddle-diddle, I'm a-playin' my fiddle, ain't got nothing to lose |
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Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news. |
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You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinning top |
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She's got a crazy partner, you ought to see them reel and rock |
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Long as she got a dime the music will never stop. |
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Roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven |
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Roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven |
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Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues. |
