Letras
I’m gonna tell you a little story
From many moons ago
And I ain’t the first to tell it
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck
It's tough
Ooh so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love, love, for love
She says we've got to hold on to what we 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 (Hey)
Oh, we're halfway there
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand we'll make it I swear
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Yeah, Tommy's got his six-string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used to make talk
So tough (Used to make talk, used to make talk)
Oh, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
Oh, she cries in the night
Tommy whispers
Baby it's ok, baby it's ok, some day
She says we've got to hold on to what we 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
Oh, we're halfway there
Woah livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer
Honey, hold on, ready or not
Baby, hold on, ready or not
Darlin’, hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got (Hey)
Oh, we're halfway there, woah livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Oh, we're halfway there
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Now baby, take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Woah, livin' on a prayer
Whoa-oh-whoa
(Whoa-oh-whoa)
I said, whoa-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh)