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'll make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot"
Oh, we're half way there Oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear 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, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away When she cries in the night Tommy whispers "baby it's okay, someday"
We've got to hold on to what we've got It doesn't make a difference if we'll make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot
Oh, we're half way there Oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear Oh, livin' on a prayer, livin' on a prayer
Ooh, we've got to hold on, ready or not You live for the fight when it's all that you've got
Oh, we're half way there Oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear Oh, livin' on a prayer
Oh, we're half way there Oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear Oh, livin' on a prayer
Oh, we're half way there Oh, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear Oh, livin' on a prayerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
