Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's going through his (Whoa!) rustling] 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. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but it. [Door door opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv makes Sittin' back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. [Dog a dog- 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 and go home like a good boy. [Dog stops and walks off] doesn't see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: Knock at the front door! She to answer. opens] Peeper: It's HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. moans] Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. not have moaned... Peeper: He walks toward window. Man: Look at this guy. You be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: Full of rage. Looking at me. Man: There's a guy in the out here. Peeper: of shame. Are you serious? Peeper: worthless. Hard 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' in with a lead pipe! Stayin' 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 piece of shit, ya that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. pulling up and door opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get from the tree buddy. [Squirrel Peeper: Trying the thing again. Looking for a nut. Cop: I said get from there! Down I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I they put you im for a long time! You need some serious help, you asshole! Peeper walking I know I do... It's an addiction. Cop: Let's go big guy. on. Wife's gonna kill me. Cop: You can't be doing shit, Mr... Nipple clips. slamming into cop car seat] Peeper: Handcuffed. sniff fingers. [Door slams and revs] Peeper: 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. The peeper, bl-eeper, he's goin off to jail (Whoa!)