My baby makes me proud Lord, don't she make me proud She 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 she'll be leavin' with me And 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 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