Phenomenal Woman
                                      by Maya Angelou

 Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
 I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion 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 steps
 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 of my waist
 And the joy in my feet.
 I'm a woman
 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 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 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 for my care.
 'Cause I'm a woman
 Phenomenally
 Phenomenal woman
 That's me.