"Dead To Rights" lyrics

So damn used to waking up in an empty bed
Ain't that I prefer it any other way instead
Seventh Avenue's been kind to me
Was there for me in times of my most desperate need

But you crashed into me
Like that damned left hook I never got to see

Lost my share of hands, 'cause of you I hold the prize
That line about the empty bed turned out to be a lie
You're written on my stone before I even die
The way you land those kisses, you've got me dead to rights, and I don't mind
La-de-da-da, de-da, de-da, la-de-da, la-de-da

Used to be these restless streets I'd walk alone
Damn near died on the Brooklyn Bridge, sick for my home
Sick for my home
The bag that I left by the door disappeared it seems
Home is where the heart is, you brought it back to me

But you crashed into me
Like that damned left hook I never got to see

Lost my share of hands, 'cause of you I hold the prize
That line about the empty bed turned out to be a lie
You're written on my stone long before I even die
The way you land them kisses, girl you've got me dead to rights, and I don't mind
La-de-da-da, de-da, de-da, la-de-da, la-de-da

You've got me dead to rights
La-de-da-da, de-da, de-da, la-de-da, la-de-da