Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news.
It's gotta be rock and roll music, if you wanna dance with me.
He never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play his guitar like he was ringing a bell.
This is my 1963 Ford. It was the only car I could A-Ford.
You know, your ears record. You might can sing a song once you hear it.
Prejudice doesn't make me mad. It just - I guess 'pisses me off' is the word.