My baby makes me proud
Lord, don't he make me proud
He never makes a scene
By hanging on to 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 he'll be leavin' with me

And when we get behind closed doors
And I let my hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors

My baby makes me smile
Lord, don't he make me smile
He's never far away or too tired to say
"Ah, honey I want you"

I'm always a lady
Just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
I show 'em what a woman I can be

And when we get behind closed doors
And I let my hair hang down
And he makes me glad that I'm a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors