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Phenomenal Man

My sunny smile brighten your days
My gentle stare makes you blush
My deep tone of hello moved you just that bit closer
You can feel my present now

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.
 
Many people wonder where my secret lies
I’m not handsome, or built to suit a stripper model size
But when I start to tell them
They think I’m telling lies

I say,
It the deepness of my voice
The firmness of my chest
The stride of my step
The curl of my lips

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as calmly as you please
And to a woman
The gals stare or
Fan vigorously to cool the heat within

Then they fight of my attention
A flock of red-phalaropes.

I say,
It’s the passion in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The flex of my arms
And the rhythm of my hip

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.

Women 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 the firmness of my hand
The mischief in my eyes
The tightness of my ass
The smoothness of my style

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
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 is the confident in my stand
The strength in my arm
The clearness/sharpness of my mind
The need of my care

Cause I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me

mensexyromanticism

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