Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions 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 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 - well give it a shot
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Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, livin on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, 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, ooh, 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 make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"
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We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's
all that you've got
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