Everywhere I’m turning, Nothing seems complete. I stand up and I’m searching For the better part of me. I hang my head from sorrow – The state of humanity. I wear it on my shoulders – Gotta find the strength in me ’Cause I am a Superwoman. Yes, I am! Yes, she is! Even when I’m a mess, I still put on a vest With an S on my chest. Oh, yes! I’m a Superwoman. For all the mothers fighting For better days to come, And all my women, All my women sitting here trying To come home before the sun, And all my sisters Coming together, Say, “Yes, I will! Yes I can!” ’Cause I am a Superwoman. Yes, I am! Yes, she is! Even when I’m a mess, I still put on a vest With an S on my chest. Oh, yes! I’m a Superwoman. When I’m breaking down, And I can’t be found, And I start to get weak, ’Cause no one knows me Underneath these clothes, But I can fly! We can fly, ’Cause I am a Superwoman. Yes, I am! Yes, she is! Even when I’m a mess, I still put on a vest With an S on my chest. Oh, yes! I’m a Superwoman. |
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