: I left my home in Norfolk Virginia, California on my mind. Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh, On across Caroline. Stopped in Charlotte
: 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
: Just let me hear some of that Rock And Roll Music, Any old way you choose it; It's got a back beat, you can't lose it, Any old time you use it. It'
: Riding along in my automobile my baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiousity running wild Crusing and playing the
: I got lumps in my throat When I saw her comin down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled Well there she
: Running to and fro Hard working at the mail Never fail in the mail Yet come a rotten deal {Refrain:} Too much monkey business Too much monkey business
: They're really rockin Boston In Pittsburgh, P. A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way down in New Orleans All
: Ah, ha, ha, ha, da, dah-um-dah Ah, ha, ha, dah-um-dah, da Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Ah, ha, ha-um-ha da Who knows how to love me (talkin' about you
: Ridin' along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin' wild Cruisin' and playin' the
: Some-times I will, then again I think I won't. Some-times I will, then again I think I won't. Some- times I do, then again I think I don't. Well,
: Up in the mornin' and out to school The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule American history and practical math You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass
: It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle And now the young monsieur and
: Well, I'm goin' out to San Francisco They tell me ev'rything out there is really all right All the boys are coolin' on the corner The little girls
: Long distance in formation, give me Memphis Tennessee Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me She could not leave her number, but I know
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country
Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. As I was motivatin' over
Out of all the reindeers you know you are the mastermind Run, run Rudolph, Randalph ain't too far behind Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to
I'm gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ. Yeah an' it's a jumpin' little record I want my jockey to play. Roll Over Beethoven, I