Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's going his head? (Whoa!) [Leaves Peeper: Climbin' the tree. Slowly, quietly. Lookin' for next branch. Found it. Got it. Window high. Great view. Settlin' in. Keepin' it quiet. Hidden. Heart pounding through chest. Waiting. Lookin' around. Nervous. Lights on, jackpot, there she is. Ohh my. New pants. Classy- not too tight. Walkin' around the room. No idea I'm here. Lovin' it. Rubbin' her feet. Tough day. Relaxin'. off bed, goin' towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. Lookin' around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door Bathroom door Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv makes back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. Lovin' it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. panting] Theres a Not good. He can me. Shoulda showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, she comes. Stayin' motionless. Fuckin' dog's loosin' it. [window Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go home a good boy. [Dog stops and walks off] doesn't see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: Knock at the front door! She to answer. [Door It's HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He walks toward window. Man: Look at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' me! Peeper: of rage. Looking right at me. Man: a guy in the tree out here. Full of shame. Woman: Are you Peeper: Completely worthless. as a rock. Man: I see you shithead! Well the cops are comin' you sick fuck! And if you even of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: Stayin' still. Motionless. to be a squirrel. noises] Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You pig! You're a piece of shit, ya know that?! Yes I do. Can't help myself. [Car pulling up and opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get from the tree buddy. [Squirrel Peeper: Trying the squirrel again. Looking for a nut. Cop: I get down from there! Down I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope they put you im for a long time! You some serious help, you asshole! Peeper walking I know I do... It's an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: gonna kill me. Cop: You can't be doing shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper into cop car seat] Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door slams and revs] Peeper: piss on me. Cop: Yeah, is officer Tyler. Everything's under control. Peeper: Please on me? If somebody could piss on me, that would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's off to jail (Whoa!)