Livin' On A Prayer

Tommy used to walk on the docks

On his fingers track

His tongue on his lucky stars

So tosh

Gina was the dinner of day

Working for her man

She brings home her pay for love

Mmm, for love

She said we got it all on the weather we got

It doesn't make us different if we make it or not

We got each other and that's a lot for love

We give it a shot

Oh, we halfway there

Oh, we make it I swear

Oh, living on a prayer

Tommy's got his symphony heart

Now he's holding in what he used to make it tough

So tough

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries at night

Tommy whispers, "Baby, it's okay"

Sunday

We got it all on to what we 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

Oh, living on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

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