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, goin' towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. Lookin' around. Bored. out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door Bathroom opens- Lovin' 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. panting] Theres a Not good. He can smell me. showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, Here she comes. Stayin' motionless. Fuckin' dog's it. open] 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: at the front door! She goes to answer. [Door Peeper: HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. not have moaned... Peeper: He toward window. Muscular Man: Look at this guy. You gotta be kiddin' 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 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. She's calling. shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a piece of shit, ya that?! Yes I do. Can't help myself. [Car pulling up and door L.A.P.D. Get down from the tree buddy. [Squirrel Peeper: Trying the squirrel thing again. for a nut. Cop: I said get down 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 I do... It's an addiction. Cop: Let's go big guy. on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. You can't be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper slamming into cop car Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door and engine revs] Please piss on me. Cop: Yeah, this is officer Tyler. 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!)