You dust the bottles on the bar counter You're writing screenplays on the side Three nights a week can keep a girl working Sometimes it's good to lose your pride These things we do to keep the flame burning And write our fire in the sky Another day could see the wheel turning Another avenue to try It's in the luck of the draw, baby The natural law Forget those movies you saw, little baby It's in the luck of the draw The natural law Flame keep on burning, wheel ever turning You turn around, you say it's last orders You fix the ribbon in your hair Tomorrow's letter by the hall doorway Could be the answer to your prayer These things etc It's in the luck of the draw etc Take me, shape me, hold me, love me Your day is coming It's coming It's coming