Once upon a time, Not so long ago.
Tommy used to work on the docks, Unions been on strike,
He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough,
Gina works the diner all day, Working for her man, She brings home her pay
For love, For love.
She says we've got to hold on to what we got, cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not, we've got each other and that's a lot,
For love, well give it a shot.
Wooah, we're half way there, Livin' on a prayer,
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear, Livin' on a prayer.
Tommy's got his six string in hock, Now he's holding in what he used,
To make it talk, so tough, it's tough,
Gina dreams of running away, When she cries in the night,
Tommy whispers baby it's okay, someday.
We've got to hold on to what we got, cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not, we've got each other and that's a lot,
For love, well give it a shot.
Wooah, we're half way there, Livin' on a prayer,
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear, Livin' on a prayer.
We've got to hold on ready or not, You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.
Wooah, we're half way there, Livin' on a prayer,
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear, Livin' on a prayer.
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