Bethany

style

• surf pop punk
• bright pop rock
• jangly surf guitar
• punchy live drums
• young female vocal sunny and slightly frantic
• huge singalong chorus
• handclaps
• optimistic chaos
• glossy but raw
• american accent

the numbers

bpm

172

key

C# major

energy

0.67

dance

0.88

valence

0.60

vocal at

6.3s

length

1:56

language

En

lyrics

(one two three four!)

I flew to Reno to retrieve a car I gave away voluntarily
Dex met me at the airport holding a sign with my name on it
A SIGN. With my NAME. He made a sign. For the person he stole from.
(stole from!)
Except he did not steal it, I handed him the keys, which is worse

Bethany was in short-stay parking (short-stay parking)
Immaculate. Detailed. He had detailed my car.

Bethany!
(Bethany, Bethany)
Six months in the desert and she came back better
Bethany!
I have never looked after anything that well in my life

He gave me a folder. A FOLDER. Service records. Receipts.
Two oil changes. New tyres. He put new tyres on my car.
I said "why" and he said "she needed them" and he meant it
(he meant it!)
Dex is either a saint or the most elaborate criminal alive

Okay so this is bad.
(pause)
No. No, actually — this is genuinely fine.
He's coming to Christmas. My mother has already invited him.
(BAND EXPLODES)

Bethany!
(Bethany, Bethany)
Six months in the desert and she came back better
Bethany!
I have never looked after anything that well in my life

(this is fine!)