[Verse 1]
The bar room is cold and half empty
The floor has been swept so it's clean
Pushed back in the corner
With the face of a mourner
Sits a dutiful U.S. marine
Prancing right in through the doorway
Swinging her hips like a pro
Comes a middle aged townie
And when she looks down she
Focuses on G.I. Joe

[Chorus]
She says her name's Betty Grable
And he says he's really John Wayne
When you're 5 miles from nowhere with nothing
Who gives a damn 'bout a name

[Verse 2]
He don't look much like a cowboy
And hеr legs aren't perfеctly formed
But they danced through the night
As the jukebox set right
All the longings, that long nights had born
Well, they danced like there's no beginning
They loved like the pictures they'd seen
At the bijou on 4th Street and Broadway
In the light of the silvery screen
[Outro]
So if you say your name's Betty Grable
I'll say I'm really John Wayne
When you're 5 miles from nowhere with nothing
Who gives a damn 'bout a name
Who gives a damn 'bout a name