When I was a boy of 10
I had a very best friend
Fred was kind with good intent
But just a little different
Oh special Fred
Momma dropped him on his head
Now he’s not so bright instead
He’s a little bit special
We’d play tag
And he’d get hurt
I’d play soldier
He’d eat dirt
I liked math
And the spelling bee
Fred like talking to a tree
Oh special Fred
Momma dropped him on his head
Now she keeps him in the shed
Cuz he’s a little bit special
I ran track and hung out in malls
Fred ran head first into walls
I had girls and lots of clothes
And Fred had names for all his toes
Oh special Fred
Momma dropped him on his head
Now he thinks he’s a piece of bread
Cuz he’s a little bit special
One day talking with 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 too
Now I laugh as I count bugs
I give strangers great big hugs
Next to me Fred is fine
Yeah he’s a fucking Einstein
Oh special Fred and me
Now we’re not 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 Fred made me special