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

Workin' for her man, she brings home her pay

For love, oh 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

Whooah, we're halfway there

Oh livin on a prayer

Take my hand, and we'll mke 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

For now

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

Whooah, we're halfway there

Oh livin on a prayer

Take my hand, and we'll make it I swear

Oh livin on a prayer

Kick it Simon!

We've got to hold on ready or not

You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

Whooah, we're halfway there

Oh Livin on a prayer

Take my hand, and we'll make it I swear

Oh Livin on a prayer

Livin on a prayer!

Livin on a prayer!

Livin on a prayer!

Thank you!

Good night!