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What a bad time, that's so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike His dad on his luck, it's tough
So tough
She works the diner all day
Working for her man
She brings home her bed for love
For love
She says we gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
each other, and that's a lot for love. We'll give it a shot. Oh, we're halfway there. Oh,
I'm a prayer. Take my hand. We'll make it, I swear. Oh, time has got us six-trillion
high. Now he's opening what he used to make it talk so tough, it's tough. She done dreamed of running away, and she cries in the night time and whispers, "Baby, it's okay, someday."
We 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, oh, baby, oh
On a prayer, take my hand We'll make it, I swear, oh
Living on the prayer that I swear
Living I swear