Livin' On a Prayer

Tommy used to work on the docks Union's been on strike He's down on his luck It's tough, hmm, 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 halfway there Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer Now Tommy's got his six-string in hock Now he's holding in When 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 Whoa, we're halfway there Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear (we'll make it, I swear) Whoa-oh, livin' on a prayer Whoa, we're halfway there Whoa-oh, yeah, we're livin' on a prayer Take my hand (yes, it will), we'll make it, I swear Whoa, livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer