Did he ever find that woman-girl? (And is that like a Faulknerian man-child?)
It's a Mac Davis thang... "Girl, you're a hot-blooded woman-child".
"And it's warm where you're touching me." (creepiest line EVER nominee)
P.S. Not apropos of this topic, but Bob Christgau reviews the new biography on Sylvester in this week's Village Voice. Xgau's summary is interesting but I think I'll skip the book: it's 300 pages, and no one needs that much Sylvester. (Except, perhaps, for the choir member who deflowered Syl when the kid was 8.)