Swiss Colony Beef Log

Stockings are hung on the chimney
 And the presents are under the tree
 And Mamma's in the kitchen
 Making some, 'erbal tea
 The windows are covered with frost
 And the candles are all alight
 But as I wander, through this quiet house
 Something just doesn't seem right
 You see, every year, the neighbours bring us
 A Swiss Colony Beef Log
 But the neighbours aren't around, around, around
 There's no Beef Log to be found this year
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 No Beef Log
 Christmas isn't Christmas
 Without a Swiss Colony Beef Log
 Without those cheeses and meats
 I don't think I can get around
 My mother tries to comfort me
 She says "Here Son, have some egg nog"
 I fucking hate egg nog, seriously
 What do I see?
 Underneath the tree?
 Grandma got a Swiss Colony Beef Log just for me
 Ah... Gravy!
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 Swiss Colony Beef Log, baby!
 That's what Christmas is all about!
 The roly-poly Colony Beef Log, baby!
 Makes a little boy scream and shout!
 Deck the halls with balls of Swiss Colony
 La la la la la, la la, la la!
 Sweet