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