Once upon a time not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks, unions been on strike Hes down on his luck, its tough, so tough Gina works the diner all day working for her man She brings home her pay, for love, for love She says, weve got to hold on to what weve got It doesnt make a difference if we make it or not Weve got each other and thats a lot for love Well give it a shot Woah, were half way there Woah, livin on a prayer Take my hand, well make it I swear Woah, livin on a prayer Tommys got his six-string in hock Now hes holding in what he used to make it talk So tough, its tough Gina dreams of running away When she cries every night, Tommy whispers Baby, its okay, someday Weve got to hold on to what weve got It doesnt make a difference if we make it or not Weve got each other and thats a lot for love Well give it a shot Woah, were half way there Woah, livin on a prayer Take my hand, well make it I swear Woah, livin on a prayer Livin on a prayer Oh, weve got to hold on, ready or not You live for the fight when its all that youve got Woah, were half way there Woah, livin on a prayer Take my hand, well make it I swear Woah, livin on a prayer Woah, were half way there Woah, livin on a prayer Take my hand, well make it I swear Woah, livin on a prayer Woah, were half way there Woah, livin on a prayer Take my hand, well make it I swear Woah, livin on a prayer Songwriters: BON JOVI, JON / CHILD, DESMOND / SAMBORA, RICHARD
Posted on: Thu, 07 Aug 2014 08:15:37 +0000
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