We hear ad nauseam about Paul and George’s “fight” during Let It Be/Get Back but nowhere near enough about their beautiful tender exchanges like this one:
G: They sell boots that high, but not that tight, and not particularly leather, maybe softer. Groovy ones like, you know those Afghan coats, they’re embroidered, I’ve got boots like that, but the slippers, the slippers feel at home. And it is great, you just tuck your pants in.
P: You want boots of those? Yeah, I’ve got boots of them.
G: You know where you get them?
P: Yeah, you get them off me (gentle laughter).
I’ll give you them, I’ll never wear them.
G: Do you want to hear the song I wrote last night?
It’s just a very short one, called I Me Mine.
P: Yes