Behind Closed Doors

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. --- Instrumental --- 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, ,,