
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 love to talk,
Lord dont they love to talk!
But when they turn out the lights,
I know shell be leaving with me!
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 with me!
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!
Oh no one knows
What goes on behind closed doors!
( behind closed doors! behind closed doors! )
Behind closed doors!