(Kenny O'Dell)

My baby makes me proud, Lord, don't he make me proud
He never makes a scene by hangin' all over 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.

Chorus:
And when we get behind closed doors
Then we let out hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a girl
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.

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My baby makes me smile, Lord, don't he make me smile
I'm never far away or too tired to say I want to
I'm purring like a kitten when he's out in public with me
But when they turn out the lights he brings out the tiger in me.

Chorus:
And when we get behind closed doors
Then we let out hair hang down
And he makes me glad that he's my man
Oh, and no one knows what goes on behind closed doors.

Behind closed doors...