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 IN THE REACH OF MY ARMS...
THE SPAN OF MY HIPS...
THE STRIDE OF MY STEP...
THE CURL OF MY LIPS...
I'M A WOMEN...
PHENOMENALLY...
PHENOMENAL WOMEN...
THATS 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 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 WOMEN...
PHENOMENALLY...
PHENOMENAL WOMEN...
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 BREAST...
THE GRACE OF MY STYLE...
I'M A WOMEN...
PHENOMENALLY...
PHENOMENAL WOMEN...
THAT'S ME...

NOW YOU UNDERSTAND...
JUST WHY MY HEAD'S NOT BOWED...
I DONT SHOUT OR JUMP ABOUT...
OR HAVE TO TALK REAL LOUD...
WHEN YOU SEE ME PASSING...
IT OUGHT TO MAKE YOU PROUD...
I SAY ITS 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 WOMEN...
PHENOMENALLY...
PHENOMENAL WOMEN...
THAT ME...