There is a place where time stands still
It's like another dimension
Where the minutes drift and seconds fly
It's called 7-11
Here in this home to confections and treats
You find yourself in munchies heaven
Your cup of Slurpee overfloweth
In the land of 7-11
Inside there holidays cease to exist
Night and day become frozen
So you can fill your lot with beer and cigs
Within the doors of 7-11
So rise ye from thine couches and beds
From thy stupor ye shall awaken
And traverse to a world full of wonder and awe
The world of 7-11
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