(You're the one who lost them;
I didn't cross the line.)

Mister Failing Guvnah,
Yes, I know what's the deal;
My state's got all your business,
But don't tell me I steal!
I'm not down there in your state;
I'm not a glory hound.
Your taxes are too high, see:
That's why they're outward bound.

I didn't cross the line;
Your people fled to me.
They would still be your people
If you had solvency.
So yes, they used to be yours,
But Guvnah, now they're mine.
You're the one who lost them; (Lost them...)
I didn't cross the line.

See here, there's an interstate;
It runs hither and yon.
I can't make people drive on it;
It's not my fault they're gone.
Don't blame me for your failure,
Or fulminate and whine;
I'm not the one that drove them;
I didn't cross the line.

I didn't cross the line;
You drove them all to me.
You should have trimmed your spending;
Called for austerity.
So yes, they were your tax base,
But Guvnah, now they're mine;
You're the one who blew it; (Blew it...)
I didn't cross the line.