Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. br I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size br But when I start to tell them, br They think I'm telling lies. br I say, br It's in the reach of my arms br The span of my hips, br The stride of my step, br The curl of my lips. br I'm a woman br Phenomenally. br Phenomenal woman, br That's me. br br I walk into a room br Just as cool as you please, br And to a man, br The fellows stand or br Fall down on their knees. br Then they swarm around me, br A hive of honey bees. br I say, br It's the fire in my eyes, br And the flash of my teeth, br The swing in my waist, br And the joy in my feet. br I'm a woman br Phenomenally. br Phenomenal woman, br That's me. br br Men themselves have wondered br What they see in me. br They try so much br But they can't touch br My inner mystery. br When I try to show them br They say they still can't see. br I say, br It's in the arch of my back, br The sun of my smile, br The ride of my breasts, br The grace of my style. br I'm a woman br br Phenomenally. br Phenomenal woman, br That's me. br br Now you understand br Just why my head's not bowed. br I don't shout or jump about br Or have to talk real loud. br When you see me passing br It ought to make you proud. br I say, br It's in the click of my heels, br The bend of my hair, br the palm of my hand, br The need of my care, br 'Cause I'm a woman br Phenomenally. br Phenomenal woman, br That's me.