Behind Closed Doors

My baby makes me proud, Lord don't she make me proud

She never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd

'Cause people like to talk, Lord, how they love to talk

But when they turn out the lights,

I know she'll be leaving with meAnd when we get behind closed doors

Then she lets her hair hang down

And she makes me glad that I'm a man

Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.My baby makes me smile, Lord don't she make me smile

She's never too far away or too tired to say I want you

She's always a lady, just like a lady should be

But when they turn out the lights,

She's still a baby to me.'Cause when we get behind closed doors

Then she lets her hair hang down

And she makes me glad that I'm a man

Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.

Behind closed doors

Songwriters

KENNY O'DELLPublished by

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