Living on a Prayer

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 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