(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
Mmm, 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!
Whoa,
we're
half way there
Whoa
ah,
living on a prayer
Take my
hand and we'll
make it, I swear
Hah
ah,
living 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
Mmm, it's
tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers
"Baby it's okay,
some
day"
We've got to hold
on to what we've
got
'Cause 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
ah,
living on a prayer
Take my
hand, and we'll
make it, I swear
Hah
ah,
living on a prayer
Living on a
prayer
Oh, we've got to hold
on, ready or
not
You live for the fight when that's
all that you've got
Whoa,
we're
half way there
Whoa
ah,
livin' on a prayer
Take my
hand and we'll
make it, I swear
Whoa
ah,
livin' on a prayer
Whoa,
we're
half way there
Whoa
ah,
livin' on a prayer
Take my
hand and we'll
make it, I swear
Whoa
ah,
livin' on a prayer
Whoa,
we're
half way there
Whoa
ah,
livin' on a prayer
Take my
hand and we'll
make it, I swear…
