My baby makes me proud
Lord, don't he make me proud?
He never makes a scene
By hanging on to 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 leaving 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 him 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