Tommy used to work on the docks
Union been on strike
He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough
Gina works the dinner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love, for love

She says: We got to 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

Oh, we're halfway there, yeah
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear, yeah
Livin' on a prayer

Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk, it's tough, so tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby, it's okay

Someday we got to 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

Oh, we're halfway there, yeah
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear, yeah
Livin' on a prayer

We got to hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got

Oh, we're halfway there, yeah
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear, yeah
Livin' on a prayer