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Tom Jones - Behind Closed Doors lyrics
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 hairs, and she lets her hair hang down And she makes me glad that I'm a man And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors <BR> 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 lets her hair hang down And she makes me glad that I'm a man And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors Behind closed doors. |
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