Pretty Women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model size but,
When I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies
I say, its 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 Women
That's me
I walk into a room
Just 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
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 much but,
They can't touch my
Inner Mystery
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see
I say,
It's 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 understand
Just why my heads not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
or do talk real loud
See me passing
It ought to make you proud
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need of my care
'Cause I'm I Woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal Woman
That's Me

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