Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion 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 steps 
        The curl of my lips. 
        I'm a woman 
        Phenomenally 
        Phenomenal woman 
        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  
                A hive of honey bees.  
                     I say
                     It's the fire in my eyes
                     And the flash of my teeth
                     The swing of my waist
                     And the joy in my feet.
                     I'm a woman
                       Phenomenally
                          Phenomenal woman
                     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 breasts
                          
The grace of my style.
                          
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 for my care.
                                 
'Cause I'm a woman
                                  
Phenomenally
                                  
Phenomenal woman
                                  
That's me.

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