Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's through his head? (Whoa!) rustling] Peeper: Climbin' the tree. Slowly, quietly. Lookin' for next branch. 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 noises] Sittin' back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. 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' loosin' it. open] 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 door! She goes to answer. opens] Peeper: It's HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He walks toward window. Man: Look at guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Full of rage. Looking right at me. Man: There's a guy in the out here. Full of shame. Woman: Are you 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 bash your 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 pig! You're a piece of shit, ya know that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car pulling up and opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down from the buddy. noises] Peeper: the squirrel thing again. Looking 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 some serious help, you asshole! Peeper away: I know I do... It's an addiction. Cop: Let's go big guy. on. Peeper: Wife's kill me. Cop: You can't be this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper into cop car seat] Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door slams and engine Peeper: Please on me. Yeah, this is officer Tyler. Everything's under control. Peeper: Please on me? If somebody could piss on me, that would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's goin off to (Whoa!)