You get iced coffee every Tuesday from the corner shop
You drink it with your best friend in the park near my bus stop
All wrapped up in your phone, bathing in the Sun, listening to The Smiths
You cut your hair, it's shorter now, but no one notices

Oh, Gwen
When will you get over this?
Oh, Gwen
When will you find your happiness?
And oh, oh I know
That you can do anything
So, Gwen
When will you settle down?

You go out with your friends, do xans and molly at the club
Wear a tight dress and a fake smile, look like you're having fun
You flirt with everyone 'cause you know you won't see them again
Then come home around 3 and wash your face, get into bed

Oh, Gwen
When will you lay off the pills?
Oh, Gwen
When will you wear what makes you comfortable?
And oh, oh I know
That you can do anything
So, Gwen
When will you settle down?