Once 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 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." [Chorus:] Whoa, we're half way there Whoa, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear Whoa, 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 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." [Chorus] Livin' on a prayer We've gotta hold on ready or not You live for the fight when it's all that you've got [Chorus 2x and fading]
