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