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