Phenomenal Woman - Ruthie Foster

Pretty women wonder

Where my secret lies

I’m not cute or built to suit

A fashion model’s size

But when I try to tell them

They think I’m telling lies

I say —

It’s the reach of my arms

The span of my hips

The stride of my steps

The curl of my lips

I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Yes, indeed

'Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Baby, 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 around me

Like a hive of honeybees

I say —

It’s the fire in my eyes

The flash of my teeth

The swing of my waist

The joy in my feet

I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Yes, indeed

'Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Baby, that’s me

It’s in the arch of my back

The sun of my smile

The ride of my breasts

The grace of my style

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

I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Yes, indeed

'Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman

Baby, that’s me