My baby makes me proud Lord don't she make me proud
She never makes a scene by hangin' all over me in crowd
Cause people like to talk. Lord, how 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 feel like 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
And when we get behind closed doors then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me feel like I'm a man
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors