Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's going his head? (Whoa!) rustling] Peeper: Climbin' the tree. Slowly, quietly. 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. Lookin' around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door Bathroom door opens- it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv makes Sittin' back, Watchin. her watch. Lovin' it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. [Dog a dog- Not good. He can me. Shoulda showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, Here she comes. motionless. Fuckin' dog's loosin' it. open] Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go like a good boy. [Dog barking and walks off] Peeper: see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: at the front door! She goes to answer. [Door Peeper: It's HIM. features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He walks toward window. Look at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: of rage. Looking right at me. Man: a guy in the tree out here. Peeper: 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 think of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a pipe! Peeper: still. Motionless. Pretending to be a squirrel. noises] Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a of shit, ya know that?! Yes I do. Can't help myself. [Car up and door opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down the tree buddy. [Squirrel Peeper: Trying the squirrel thing again. 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 time! You need some serious help, you asshole! Peeper walking away: I know I do... an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. Cop: You can't be doing shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper slamming cop car seat] Peeper: Handcuffed. Can't fingers. [Door slams and engine Please piss on me. Cop: Yeah, is officer Tyler. Everything's under control. Peeper: piss on me? If somebody could piss on me, that would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's off to jail (Whoa!)