Tommy used to work on the docks
union s been on strike
he´s down on his luck - it´s tought
so tought.
Gina works the dinner all day
working for her man
she brings home her pay for love
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 got each other
and that´s a lot for love -
we´ll give it a shot.
We´re half way there -
livin´on a prayer
take my hand
we´ll make it I swear -
livin´on a prayer.
Tommy 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 gotta hold on
ready or not
you live for the fight
when that´s all that you´ve got.