A Boy Named Junior

I was only five years old when a boy named Junior moved next door I was young and didn't know Junior, he was kicking with polio Poor Junior, a boy named Junior Poor Junior, a boy named Junior Oh, what fun I used to have Riding on the back of a four-wheel chair It was more fun than my old toy skate Riding through the park down by the lake Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Wherever I go, to the candy store I buy myself two sticks I always bring Junior home 'Cause our love, it went from a hug And home we were never born Then one day a miracle came Junior he was made to walk again Walked right out of my life, you see Now I'm sitting here with this misery Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior Didn't we, Junior? A boy named Junior