Pretty women wonder where my secret lies .
'm Cute or built to suit a model 's height so no
But when I began,
I think he was lying.
I have to say ,
It is beyond the scope of my hands
The extension of the hips,
Coming out of my step ,
Curl of my lips.
I am a woman
Rarity .
phenomenal Woman
This is me.
Road in the Room
Please make sure that not only cool,
And the man
The fellows stand or
Fall on your knees .
Then they swarm around me ,
Beehives .
I have to say ,
It is, in my opinion jevatra
My ibljesak teeth
Move in my waist,
My feet iradost .
I am a woman
Rarity .
phenomenal Woman
This is me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they did to me .
Strive much
But they can not touch
My inner mystery.
I try to show
He says he can not yet see.
I have to say ,
I came back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I am a woman
Rarity .
phenomenal Woman
This is me.
Now you understand
Only my head no service.
I do not shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud .
When you see me passing
That should tell you a lot of pride .
I have to say ,
It is on the heels of
My hair bow ,
In my hands
I need care,
Because I'm a woman
Rarity .
phenomenal Woman
This is me.
Original:
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 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 in 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 of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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