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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 on his head
Now hes not so bright instead
Hes a little bit special
Just a little bit

We played tag and hed get hurt
Id play soldier he'd eat dirt
I like math and the spelling bee
Fred liked talking to a tree

Oh special Fred
Mama dropped on his head
Now she keeps him in the shed
Cause hes a little bit special
Just a little bit

I ran track hung out in malls
Fred went 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 hes a piece of bread
Cause hes a little bit special
Just a little bit

One day 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 to

Woah woah now I laugh as I count bugs
I give strangers great big hugs
Next to me Fred is fine
Yeah hes a f***in einstein

Oh special Fred and me
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

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