Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, going through 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, towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. Lookin' around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. opening] Bathroom opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv noises] 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. Stayin' motionless. dog's loosin' it. [window Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go like a good boy. [Dog stops barking and walks doesn't see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: at the front door! She goes to answer. [Door Peeper: It's HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He toward window. Muscular Man: Look at this guy. You be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: Full of rage. 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 fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Stayin' still. Motionless. Pretending to be a squirrel. [Squirrel Peeper: Not working. She's calling. shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a of shit, ya know that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car up and door opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get from the tree buddy. noises] Peeper: Trying the squirrel thing again. for a nut. Cop: I said get from there! Peeper: I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope they put you im for a long time! You need some help, you asshole! Peeper walking I know I do... It's an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's kill me. Cop: You be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper slamming cop car seat] Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door slams and engine Please 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, he's goin off to (Whoa!)