Behind Closed Doors

My baby makes me proud Lord don't he makes me proud
He never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd
Some people like to talk Lord don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights I know he'll be leaving with me

And when we get behind closed doors
Then I let my hair hang down
And I make him glad that he's my man
Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors

My baby makes me smile Lord don't hе make me smile
Hе's never far away or too tired to say I want you
And I'm always a lady just like he wants me to be
But when they turn out the lights it's just my baby and me

And when we get behind closed doors

Then I let my hair hang down
And I make him glad that he's my man
Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors