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 'Cause people like to talk, Lord, how 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 makes me smile, Lord don't she make 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 '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 --- Behind Closed Doors - Charlie Rich