Dudes, it is by the great Maya Angelou.

PHENOMENAL WOMAN

     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.


				(gracias a Paul Haines)