People wonder where my secret lies.
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 woman
phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
that’s me.
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 of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That's me.