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

Ooh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoah, 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

Ooh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoah, 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

Ooh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Ooh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Ooh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer