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
Oh, for love
She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it of or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shout
Oh, half way there
How living on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it
I swear
Living on a prayer
Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used to make it talk
So tough, Oh, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
She cries in the night
Tommy whispers, baby it's ok
Someday, we've got to hold on to what we've got
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight
When it's all that you've got