My baby makes me proud
Lord, dont she make me proud
She never makes a scene
By hangin all over me in a crowd
Cause people like to talk
Lord, dont they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know shell be leavin with me
And when we get behind closed doors
Then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me glad that Im a man
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile
Lord, dont she make me smile
Shes never far away
Or too tired to say I want you
Shes always a lady
Just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
Shes still a baby to me
Cause when we get behind closed doors
Then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me glad Im a man
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors