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. [Door Bathroom door opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv noises] 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, Here she comes. Stayin' motionless. Fuckin' dog's it. [window Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go home like a boy. stops barking and walks off] Peeper: doesn't see me. gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: at the front door! She goes to answer. opens] Peeper: HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. moans] 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! Peeper: Full of rage. right at me. There's a guy in the tree out here. Peeper: of shame. Are you serious? Peeper: Completely worthless. as a rock. Man: I see you shithead! Well the cops are you sick fuck! And if you even think of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: Stayin' still. Motionless. to be a squirrel. [Squirrel Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! a piece of shit, ya know that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. pulling up and door opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get from the tree buddy. noises] Peeper: Trying the squirrel again. Looking for a nut. I said get down from there! Peeper: I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope they put you im for a long time! You need serious help, you asshole! Peeper away: I know I do... It's an addiction. Cop: Let's go big guy. on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. Cop: You be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. slamming into cop car seat] Peeper: Handcuffed. Can't fingers. slams and engine revs] Peeper: piss on me. Cop: Yeah, is officer Tyler. Everything's under control. Peeper: Please piss on me? If somebody could piss on me, would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's off to jail (Whoa!)