In a paparazzi photograph she was stepping from a car   The tired eyes betrayed the smile of the faded singing star   At the publishers reception on the launching of her book   She told the grimy details and the toll the details took   The tours, applause, awards of course   But as the years went by, those fundamental things still applied   Oh but she thought she'd be the exception   Oh yes she thought she'd be the exception   But don't we all think we're the exception   Sometimes, sometimes      The workaholic millionaire and his pretty younger wife   Had everything there was out there in the ad mans perfect life   But she left him for the milkman and then moved into his flat   Everyone said silly girl to do a thing like that   The house, the cars, the credit cards but he didn't ask her why   He knows that there's some things even cash can't buy   Oh yes he thought he'd be the exception   Oh yes he thought he'd be the exception   But don't we all think we're the exception   Sometimes, sometimes      If a handout to the hungry and the homeless   Is a fiver in the fickle hand of fate   Does it mean we'll be there on the guest list   When we get to heaven's gate      No pain, no gain, that's what they're saying and it's hard to disagree   But I thought somehow they weren't including me   Oh but I thought I'd be the exception   Oh yes I thought I'd be the exception   But don't we all think we're the exception   Sometimes, sometimes