My baby makes me proud, Lord, don't he make me proud He never makes a scene Hangin' 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 he'll be leavin' with me
And when we get behind closed doors Then we let out hair hang down Then he makes me glad that he's my man And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile Lord, don't he make me smile I'm never far away Or too tired to say I want to I'm purring like a kitten When he's out in public with me But when they turn out the lights He brings out the tiger in me
And when we get behind closed doors Then we let out hair hang down Then he makes me glad that he's my man And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
