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Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough (so tough)
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay for love
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 got each other, and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"
Whoa, we're halfway there
Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoa-oh, 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, so tough (so tough)
Gina dreams of running away
She cries in the night-time, Tommy says
"Baby, it's okay, someday"
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 got each other, and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"
Whoa, we're halfway there
Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer
Whoa, we're halfway there
Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer