Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion mondel'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 like 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 find, my inner mystery. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The rise 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 have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, 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!!
