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

People like to talk
Lord, don't they love to talk?
But, when they turn out the lights
I know she'll be leaving, 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, makеs me smile
Lord, don't she makе 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

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

Behind closed doors



Credits
Writer(s): Kenny O'dell
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