Sean Foreman - 7-11 lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Foreman] Space man High as outer space man f**ing ridiculous My favorite album, Space Jam Exit seat while I'm riding on your plane man And I don't go HAM, I go corn beef Singing slow jams in between gold teeth At a karaoke stand with your girl getting drunk chief She singing Journey Getting hella horny So she grabbed my face like Sigourney [Chorus: Sean Foreman] At the 7-Eleven Parked in the ally out back we found heaven At the 7-Eleven Tracing lines on your skin we found heaven [Verse 2: Sean Foreman] She said she heard of me from that album Want She used to bump it in the Target parking lot In her '97 Dodge Well that's hot If her friends get together, maybe I could watch I got the conch, ain't no Lord of the Flies sh** It's more like you be catching flies on your eyelids But I keep crashing in the rocks of the sirens Playing murder-f**-k** with d**h on a desert island [Chorus: Sean Foreman] At the 7-Eleven Parked in the ally out back we found heaven At the 7-Eleven Tracing lines on your skin we found heaven [Bridge: Nathaniel Motte] [?] and we would castaway We were moved, yeah we were lost inside a foreign place [?] Then we wake up and we'd be here and it'd be light again [Verse 3: Sean Foreman] Tequila soda Talkin' like I'm Yoda Trying to convince a girl that my bed ain't a sofa Just come over Maybe I could show ya We could pull the mats out, you could teach me yoga Hold up, I can't appreciate and deviate from any sort of discourse that could maybe aggravate you Would you join me on a date through time? I'll take you to the future Where I blew your mind [Chorus: Sean Foreman] At the 7-Eleven Parked in the ally out back we found heaven At the 7-Eleven Tracing lines on your skin we found heaven At the 7-Eleven Parked in the ally out back we found heaven At the 7-Eleven Tracing lines on your skin we found heaven