Swiss Colony Beef Log

Stockings are hung near the chimney And the presents are under the tree. And Mamma's in the kitchen Making some herbal tea. Windows are covered in 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 neighbors bring us A Swiss Colony Beeflog. But the neighbors aren't around (around, around) And there's no beeflog to be found this year. Christmas, isn't Christmas Without a Swiss Colony Beeflog. Without those cheeses and meat I don't think I can get along. My Mother tries to comfort me She says 'Here son, have some eggnog' I f**king hate eggnog seriously.. But what do I see? Underneath the tree? Grandma got a Swiss Colony Beeflog Just for me! aaah, aaaaah, aaaaaah, grandma! Swiss Colony Beeflog, baby That's what Christmas is all abouut! A roly-poly Colony beeflog, lady Makes a little boy scream and shout! Deck the halls with with boughs of Swiss Colony. Fa-la-la-la-la, laa-laa-laa-laaaa! ..sweet!