Bobby Womack reveals in his book, “Midnight Mover,” ‘Sly Stone and I were riding in a limo together. The chauffeur (a Arab guy) kept stealing glances at us through the rear view. He didn’t know if Sly was a man or a woman. Sly had on a wig, big shades, boots halfway up his legs and a fur hat on top of his head.
I felt sick because I had been taking pills and booze. Sly tapped on the glass separating us and the driver and ordered him to pull over but the chauffeur refused and I puked all over the leather seats. The chauffeur had a fit. It didn’t bother Sly. When the guy finally pulled over, Sly got out and chased the man across a busy highway. Picture that, Sly chased the man with all that shit on.
Sly got back in the limo, in the driver’s seat and we took off to the airport where a private plane was waiting. The plane never got off the ground because we would sit there getting high and he would tell the pilot that we weren’t ready to go. Sly burned up $8,000 dollars by having that plane stand on the runway for four or five hours.