When i was a boy of ten
i had a very best friend
fred was kind, with good intent
but just a little diff-er-ent
Ohhhh special fred
mamma dropped him on his head
now he’s not so bright instead
he’s 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 like math and a spelling bee
fred liked talking to a tree
Ohhhh special fred
mamma dropped him on his head
now she keeps him, in the shed
cause a little bit special, just a little bit..
I ran track, hung out in malls
fred ran head first in to walls
i had girls and lots of cloths
fred had names for all his toes
Ohhhh special fred
mamma dropped him on his head
now he thinks he’s a piece of bread
he’s a little bit special, just a little bit..
One day talking to special fred
he grabbed a brick and 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
Ohhhh special fred and me
now were not right in the head, you see
now were not so bright instead
were a little bit special, just a little bit special
that bastard fred made me special!
just a little bit……just a little bit special