Livin' On A Prayer

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."

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."

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