My baby makes me proud
Lord don't he makes me proud
He never makes a scene
By hanging onto me in a crowd.
'Cause people like to talk
Lord don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know he'll be leavin' with me.
And when we get behind closed doors
And I let my hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.
My baby makes me smile
Lord don't he make me smile
He's never far away or too tired to say
Ah, honey I want you.
I'm always a lady
Just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
I show 'em what a woman I can be.
And when we get behind closed doors
And I let my hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.
Behind closed doors...