My baby makes me proud
Oh, don't he make me proud
He never makes a scene,
hanging all over me in a crowd
People love to talk
Oh, don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know he'll be leaving with me
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'cause when we get behind closed doors
Then I let her hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a woman
Oh, no-one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Instrumental
My baby makes me smile
Oh, don't he make me smile
He's never far away
or too tired to say: "I love you"
He's always my baby,
just like my baby ought to be
But when they turn out the lights
I know he'll beleaving with me
Chorus (bis)
behind closed doors