Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors - Bobby Goldsboro

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 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

And she let's 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 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

And she let's 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