Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's through his head? (Whoa!) rustling] Peeper: 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 deserve it. opening] Bathroom opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks 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. [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. open] Girl: Bud! You be and go home like a good boy. stops barking and walks off] Peeper: see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: Knock at the door! She goes to answer. [Door It's 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. Should not moaned... Peeper: He toward window. Muscular Man: at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: Full of rage. Looking at me. Man: There's a guy in the out here. Full of shame. Woman: Are you Completely 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' skull in a lead pipe! Peeper: still. Motionless. Pretending to be a squirrel. noises] Peeper: Not working. She's calling. shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You pig! You're a piece of shit, ya know that?! Yes I do. Can't help myself. [Car pulling up and door Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down from the buddy. [Squirrel Trying the squirrel thing again. Looking 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 long time! You need some help, you asshole! Peeper away: I know I do... It's an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. Cop: You be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper slamming into cop car Peeper: Handcuffed. Can't fingers. [Door slams and engine Please piss on me. Cop: Yeah, is officer 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 off to jail (Whoa!)