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(Once upon a time, not so long ago ....) |
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Tommy used to work on the docks |
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Union's been on strike. He's down on his luck |
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Gina work the dinner all day |
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Working for her man. She brings home hre pay |
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She says we've got to hold on to what we've got. |
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It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. |
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We've got each other and that's a lot, for love. |
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Woooo, we're halfway there, wooo, livin' on a prayer. |
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Take my hand we'll make it, I swear |
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Tommy's got his six string in hock, |
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now he's holding in, what he used to make it talk |
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So though, it's so though. |
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Gina dreams of running away |
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When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers: |
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Baby it's O.K., some day. |
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We've got to hold on .... |
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Woooo, we're halfway there, wooo, livin' on a prayer. |
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Take my hand we'll make it, I swear |
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Oooooooooh, we've got to hold on, ready or not |
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You live for the fight when it's all that you've got. |
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Woooooo, we're half ---- way there |
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Woooooo, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it I swear |
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