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 womanPhenomenally . Phenomenal woman , That ' s me . I walk into a roomJust as cool as you please , And to a man , The fellows stand orFall 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 womanPhenomenally . Phenomenal woman , That ' s me . Men themselves have wondered What they see in me . They try so muchBut they can ' t touchMy 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 womanPhenomenally . Phenomenal woman , That ' s me . Now you understandJust why my head ' s not bowed . I don ' t shout or jump aboutOr 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 womanPhenomenally . Phenomenal woman , That ' s me .