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Is it any surprise that I’m willing?

Doesn’t it show in my behavior?

Can’t you see in my eyes you’re fulfilling

My wish to be blessed by a savior?

You’ve desires for me to fulfill. 

Carry me off wherever you will.

Like your Chevy’s transmission, 

Like your best pair of Levi’s

I’m in perfect condition

For your hands to customize – 

My place is right here before your throne.

Make me your own, babe. Make me your own.

Each order you give makes me quiver more

When faced with you, calm and knowing.

I'm curious what tasks you have in store,

Certain you'll soon have me glowing.

I have thoroughly thought this through.

I'm ready to give in to you.

Like a Supermax inmate at your disposal,

Like a ship you expertly sail away

I bow my head and accede to your proposal,

Firm hands keeping my rebellion at bay.

For all offenses I must atone.

Make me your own, babe. Make me your own.

In your eyes is my perfect destiny –

I'm now alight with understanding.

Come closer now. As you move in you'll see

This treasure is yours for commanding.

Life is for the living, so let's intend on living it.

Love is for the making when you're so good at giving it.

Like fruit from the vine my body's made to devour –

Like any heavenly gift don't abuse it.

Be forewarned I'll be tempted to display its power,

Prove I can escape your arms if I choose it,

An independent streak you should not condone,

No, sir. Make me your own, babe. Make me your own.

I wake up in the morning and turn around

To discover you sleeping without a sound,

Your face calm and serene.

Let nothing intervene.

Before paradise was impossible to believe,

But here you are lying next to me – you didn't leave.

I could get used to no more sleeping alone.

You've made me your own, babe. You've made me your own.