Rod Stewart was never the same for me after the Kenny Everett parody. The one where the buttocks of Rod's tight leopardskin trousers gradually inflate while he sings
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar, let me know
If you really need me, just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so,
Now I'm worried I dreamt it and have told you all far too much about my Freudian sub-conscious…
Dave