and I'm gonna mail it to my lucky DJ
It's a jumpin' little record,
gotta hear it again today
You know the temperature's rising,
the jukebox blowing the fuse
and my soul keeps on singing the blues
tell Tchaikovsky the news
I got the rockin' pneumonia,
I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I call to roll and I create
Well, if you're feelin' like it
Go get your lover and reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up
Just travel further and reel and rock it
Roll it over, roll over Beethoven
Take this rhythm and blues
Well, early in the morning,
I'm a -givin' you the warning
Don't you step on my blues,
Hey, little, little lion, playin' my fiddle
Ain't got nothing to lose
Tell Tchaikovsky the news
You know she wiggle like a glowworm
She dance like a spinning top
She's got a crazy partner
You ought to see him read and rock
How long has she got to die?
The music will never stop
Dig these rhythm and blues.
