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My baby makes me proud, oh Lord she makes me proud. She never makes a scene, by hanging all over me in a crowd. And people like to talk, oh Lord they love to talk. But when they turn out the lights, I know you she'll be leaving with me. Cos when we get behind closed doors and 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, oh Lord she makes 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 we turn out the lights, she still a baby to me. and when we get behind closed doors, and 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. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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