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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, it's tough, so tough |
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Gina works the diner all day, working for her man |
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She brings home her pay for love, for love |
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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 |
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For love, we'll give it a shot" |
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Oh, we're half way there |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Tommy got his six string in hock |
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Now he's holdin' in what he used to make it talk so tough, it's tough |
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Gina dreams of running away |
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When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers, "Baby, it's okay, someday" |
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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 |
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For love, we'll give it a shot |
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Oh, we're half way there |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer, livin' on a prayer |
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Ooh, we've got to hold on, ready or not |
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You live for the fight when that's all that you've got |
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Oh, we're half way there |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Oh, we're half way there |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Oh, we're half way there |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear |
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Oh, livin' on a prayer |
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