Pretty woman 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

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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 firein my eyes

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet,

I'm a woman

Phenomenal womn

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.

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