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'. Hops off bed, goin' towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. opening] Bathroom door Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv noises] Sittin' back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. panting] Theres a Not good. He can smell me. showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, Here she comes. Stayin' motionless. dog's loosin' it. [window Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go like a good boy. stops barking and walks off] Peeper: doesn't see me. gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: Knock at the door! She goes 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 window. Muscular Man: at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Full of rage. Looking right at me. Man: a guy in the tree out here. Peeper: of shame. Woman: Are you Peeper: worthless. Hard as a rock. I see you shithead! Well the cops are comin' you sick fuck! And if you even think of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: still. Motionless. Pretending to be a squirrel. [Squirrel Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a of shit, ya know that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car pulling up and opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get from the tree buddy. noises] Peeper: the squirrel thing again. Looking for a nut. I said get down from there! Peeper: I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope put you im for a long time! You need some serious help, you asshole! walking away: I know I do... It's an addiction. Cop: go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's kill me. Cop: You can't be doing shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper slamming into cop car Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door slams and engine Peeper: piss on me. Cop: Yeah, this is Tyler. Everything's under control. Peeper: Please piss on me? If somebody could on me, that would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, goin off to jail (Whoa!)