Oscar used to work on the docks, the union's been on strike He was down on his luck, it's tough, so tough Abby works the diner all day, working for her man She brings home her pay, for love, mmm, for love She says, "We've gotta hold on to what we've got It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot"