It's a blisteringly great track, I love it. Paul's apparent absence does it no harm to be honest. In fact this one symbolises the dichotomy which I've always felt conscious of with Revolver.
On the one hand Paul, polishing his songwriting skills to a fine degree ("Here There And Everywhere", "Eleanor Rigby" and "Got To Get You Into My Life" are three of the very best he's ever given us) dabbling with strings and brass but by and large giving us straightforward top quality songs of (on the whole) clever emotional depth.
On the other hand, John & George blend their spangly, jangling guitars with Indian strings to deliver that overall trademark "sound" of Revolver, with lyrics about drugs, dreams and death. Theirs was the more intriguing, exploratory pathway and Ringo seemed particularly energised when driving the beat of the Lennon/Harrison express as opposed to the McCartney material.
Don't forget The Beatles were effectively two groups in 1966: The suited, collar & tie moptops from "Top Of The Pops" still touring the world, playing their number one hits and waving to the crowds as well as being the bespectacled, paisley-shirted, drug ingesting experimenters concocting backwards tape loops in the studio laboratory fast becoming their home. A relatively reluctant Paul was nervous of entering radically new waters, preferring to burnish the already well-honed skills he had been developing over the previous year or two towards a pinnacle of perfection, whereas George and John embraced the experimentation with relish, fresh from their introduction to LSD. Somehow the whole package held together well, and yet I'm sure there were times when friction surfaced and two directions could not be accommodated simultaneously. "She Said She Said" is the embodiment of that it would seem.
They were never less than fascinating were they?