I pity the poor immigrant

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

You know, my temperatures risin
And the jukebox blows a fuse.
My hearts 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 Im 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
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    reel and rock it, roll it over and move on up just
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    a trifle further and reel and rock it, roll it over
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    roll over Beethoven I dig this rhythm and blues.

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4. Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin'
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    don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
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    Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle, ain't got nothin' to lose.
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    Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky 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,

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roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven,

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roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues.