Special Fred Lyrics

When I was a boy of ten

I had a very best friend

Fred was kind with good intent

But just a little different

OH! Special Fred

His momma dropped him on his head

Now he's not so bright instead

He's just a little bit special

Just a little bit ...

We'd play tag and he'd get hurt

I'd play soldier, He'd eat dirt

I liked math and spelling bee's

Fred liked talking to a tree!

OH! Special Fred

His momma dropped him on his head

Now she keeps him the shed

'Cause he's a little bit special

Just a little bit...

I ran track, hung out in malls

Fred ran head first into walls

I had girls and lots of clothes
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Fred had names for all his toes

Oh! Special Fred

His momma dropped him on his head

Now he thinks he's a piece of bread

'Cause he's a little bit special

Just a little bit...

One day talkin' to Special Fred

He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head

And as he laughed at me that's when I knew

That special Fred just made me special tooooo!

Now I laugh as I count bugs

I give strangers great big hugs

Next to me Fred is fine

Yeah, he's a fucking Einstien

OH! Special Fred, and me

Got knocked right in the head, you see

Now we're not so bright instead

We're a little bit special

Just a little bit special

That bastard friend made me special

Just a little bit special...