Once upon a time, not so long ago...
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 — for love.
She says: «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».
Once upon a time, not so long ago...
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 — for love.
She says: «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».
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted,
No silent prayer for the faith-departed.
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd,
You're gonna hear my voice,
When I shout it out loud.
Tomorrow's getting harder, make no mistake,
Luck ain't even lucky,
gotta make your own breaks.
Ohh We're half way there
Woah livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it — I swear
Woah livin' on a prayer
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