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 Workin' for her man, she brings home her pay For love, oh for love She says we've gotta hold on to what we've got 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 Whooah, we're halfway there Oh livin on a prayer Take my hand, and we'll mke it I swear Oh 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 For now We've gotta hold on to what we've got 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 Whooah, we're halfway there Oh livin on a prayer Take my hand, and we'll make it I swear Oh livin on a prayer Kick it Simon! We've got to hold on ready or not You live for the fight when it's all that you've got Whooah, we're halfway there Oh Livin on a prayer Take my hand, and we'll make it I swear Oh Livin on a prayer Livin on a prayer! Livin on a prayer! Livin on a prayer! Thank you! Good night!