And I'm craving IKEA meatballs, too...

Whoah.
It must be some SWEDISH genetic thing. It must be some DNA strange lit up like blue-and-yellow streamers.
I woke up with ABBA stuck in my head -- and I haven't actually heard any ABBA in months!
Call in the investigators!
"Oh yes, I wanna know, the name of the game -- I was an impossible case -- Does it mean anything to you? -- But I think I can see in your face -- That it means a lot. What's the name of the game?"
I have only one question, really...
Do FINNS wake up with TURMION KÄTILÖT stuck in their heads?