Tommy used to work on the docks
He's down on his luck... it's tough,
Gina works the diner all day
She says we've got to hold on
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
Whooah, we're half way there
Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers baby it's okay,
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
Whooah, we're half way there
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that
Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, we're half way there