|
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 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 |
|
Woah, we're half way there |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear |
|
Woah, 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 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 |
|
Woah, we're half way there |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Livin' on a prayer |
|
Oh, we've got to hold on, ready or not |
|
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got |
|
Woah, we're half way there |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Woah, we're half way there |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Woah, we're half way there |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
|
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear |
|
Woah, livin' on a prayer |
