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 at a diner all day
Working for her man
She brings home her pay
For love, 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"
Oh, they're halfway there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in
When he used to make it talk
So tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
She cries in the night
Tommy whispers, "Baby its okay, someday"
"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"
Oh, they're halfway there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer
Oh, we've gotta hold on
Ready or not
You live for the fight
When that's all that you've got
Oh, they're halfway there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer