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 THE REACH OF MY
ARMS THE SPAN OF MY HIPS THE STRIDE OF MY STEP, THE CURL IN 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 DWN 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 SSEE 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 BCK, 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 BOUT 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.
