When i was a boy of ten, i had a very special 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 he's a little bit special, just a little bit--we played tag, and he'd get hurt, id play soldier, he'd eat dirt, i liked math and, the spelling bee, Fred liked talking to a tree, oh, Special Fred, Momma dropped him on his head, now she keeps him in the shed, cus 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, momma dropped him on his head, now he thinks he's a peice of bread, cuz he's a little bit special, just a little bit 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 too, now i laugh as i count bugs, i give strangers great big hugs, next to me, Fred is fine, yeah he's a ******** Einstien, oh, Special Fred 'n 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 b*****d friend made me special, just a little bit.... just a little bit, special