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Special Fred

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[A]    [Asus4]    [A]    [Asus4]    
[A]    [Asus4]    [A]    [Asus4]    
[A]When I [Asus4]was, a       [A]boy of [Asus4]ten      
I [A]had a [Asus4]very speci[A]al fri[Asus4]end      
[A]Fred was [Asus4]kind, with [A]good int[Asus4]ent      
[Bm]just a little [E]different

oh [A]Special[D] Fred [Bm]    
Mama dro[E]pped him
[A]on   [D]his head [Bm]    
Now he's [E]not so
[A]bright, [D]instead [Bm]    
He's a [E]little bit [A]special[Asus4]    [A]    
Just a [Asus4]little bit

[A]We'd play [Asus4]tag, and [A]he'd get [Asus4]hurt      
[A]I played [Asus4]soldiers, [A]he'd eat [Asus4]dirt      
[A]I liked [Asus4]math and a [A]spelling [Asus4]Bee      
[Bm]Fred liked talking [E]to a tree

oh [A]Special[D] Fred [Bm]    
Mama dro[E]pped him
[A]on   [D]his head [Bm]    
Now she [E]keeps him
[A]in the[D] shed [Bm]    
'Cause he's a [E]little bit [A]special[Asus4]    [A]    
Just a [Asus4]little bit

[A]I ran [Asus4]track, hung [A]out in [Asus4]malls      
[A]Fred ran [Asus4]head first, [A]into [Asus4]walls      
[A]I had gi[Asus4]rls and [A]lots of [Asus4]clothes      
[Bm]Fred had names for [E]all his toes

oh [A]Special[D] Fred [Bm]    
Mama dro[E]pped him
[A]on   [D]his head [Bm]    
Now he [E]thinks he's a
[A]piece [D]of br[Bm]ead   
'Cause he's a [E]little bit [A]special[Asus4]    [A]    
Just a [Asus4]little bit

[C#m]One day [D]talking to special [C#m]Fred    
He grabbed a [D]brick and swung at my [C#m]head    
And as he [D]laughed at me, that's when I [C#m]new    
That special [D]Fred just made [E]me special [A]too  

[A]    [D]    [Bm]    [E]    
[A]    [D]    [Bm]    [E]    
[A]Now I [Asus4]laugh as [A]I count [Asus4]bugs      
[A]I give str[Asus4]angers gr[A]eat big [Asus4]hugs      
[A]Next to [Asus4]me,       [A]Fred is [Asus4]fine, yeah
[Bm]He's a fucking [E]Einstein

oh [A]Special[D] Fred (and [Bm]me)   
Now were [E]not right
[A]in t[D]he head (you [Bm]see)   
Now were [E]not so
[A]Bright, [D]instead [Bm]    
We're a[E] little bit [A]special[D]    
[Bm]just a [E]little bit [A]special[D]    
[Bm]That bastard [E]Fred made me [A]special[D]    
[Bm]Just a [E]little bit[D]    
Just a little bit spe[A]cial.



When I was, a boy of ten
I had a very special friend
Fred was kind, with good intent
just a little different

oh Special Fred
Mama 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 played soldiers, he'd eat dirt
I liked math and a 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 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 swung at my head
And as he laughed at me, that's when I new
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

oh Special Fred (and me)
Now were not right
in the head (you see)
Now were 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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