Special Fred Lyrics - Stephen Lynch

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 he's not so bright instead 

He's a little bit special 

Just a little bit 

We played tag and Fred get hurt 

I'd 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 he's a little bit special 

Just a little bit 

I ran track hung out in malls 

Fred ran head first 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 talking to 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 

(Woah woah) 

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