Most of the Time

MOST OF THE TIME

There's someone on my left shoulder, and one on my right
One is for loving, and one is for spite
They guide my decisions from morning 'till night
I go with the angel, most of the time

My parents are talking and I'm not so old
The left one says, "Listen and do what you're told!"
The right one says, "Go and eat pie a la mode."
I go with the angel, most of the time

The left one's the one that tells me to be kind
The right one's the one that messes up my mind
He keeps me regretting and looking behind
I go with the angel, most of the time

But I am not perfect, and there are a few
Times when the right seems the right thing to do
Donate money or buy a BMW
Well, I am an angel, most of the time...