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   Mama dropped him on his head   Now he's not so bright intead   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 liked math, and the spelling bee   Fred liked talking to a tree      Oh, special Fred   Mama dropped him on his head   Now she keeps him in the shed   Cause he's a little bit special   Just a little bit      I ran track, hung out in malls   Fred ran headfirst into walls   I had girls, and lots of clothes   Fred had names for all his toes      Oh, special Fred   Mama 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 while talking to special Fred   He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head   And as he laughed at me thats 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 f---ing 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    Just a little bit   Just a little bit ... special