Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies

.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

 But when I start to tell them

They think I’m telling lies.

I say It’s in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips, The stride of my step, 

The curl of my lips. I’m a woman

Phenomenally

.Phenomenal woman, 

That’s me.

I walk into a roomJust as cool as you please, 

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees. 

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees. I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes, 

And the flash of my teeth,

 The swing in my waist, 

And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered 

What they see in me

.They try so muchBut they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them, 

They say they still can’t see

. I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,

 The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understandJust why my head’s not bowed.

 I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud. 

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels, 

The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, 

The need for my care. 

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.