upon a time Not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks Union's 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 For love - for love
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got It doesn't make a difference If we make or not We've got each other that's a lot For love - we'll give it a shot
Ohh We're half way there Woah Livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear Livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string 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 in the night Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday
got to hold on to what we've 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 - we'll give it a shot
Ohh We're half way there Woah Livin' on a Take my hand and we'll make it - I Livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer
We've got to hold on ready or not You live for the fight when thats all that you've got
Ohh We're way there Woah Livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear Woah Livin' on a prayer