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 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...
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 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 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 of my care...
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me...
