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 got to 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
give me the shot
whooah we`re half way there
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Take my hand
and we`ll make it I swear
Whooah 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 to
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers It`s okay
Baby it`s okay sometimes
We`ve got to 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 half way there
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Take my hand
and we`ll make it I swear
Whooah Livin on a prayer
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
Whooah we`re half way there
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Take my hand
and we`ll make it I swear
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Whooah we`re half way there
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Take my hand
and we`ll make it I swear
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Whooah we`re half way there
Whooah Livin on a prayer
Take my hand