Probably

Probably, probably Probably, probably... Probably Send me a mortar Probably Send me a mortar... I'll torture you because I've got no more It's not a word you like to hear It's just to see how much I care After all I hate you Probably It's not a word

Probably Dan is drinking coffee Mary's drinking tea Betty's having breakfast In the plastic surgery Some say she's a beauty Some may say she's mad But she doesn't care what people say And dyes her red hair black You don't know what they will say You