You dust the bottles on the bar counter   You're writing screenplays on the side   Three nights a week can keep a girl workin   Sometimes it's good to lose your pride.      These things we do to keep the flame burnin   And write our fire in the sky   Another day to see the wheel turnin   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 burnin)   Forget those movies you saw, little Baby   (wheel ever turnin).      You turn around and 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 prayers.