What’s Your Story

**What’s Your Story**
**Performer(s)**: Rebecca Bunch — **First Appearance**: "I Want To Be Here"
**Written by**: Adam Schlesinger, Steven M. Gold

"**What’s Your Story**" is a musical performance by Rebecca Bunch. In this tango inspired song Rebecca tries to encourage fellow inmates to tell their stories. The song debuted in the Season Four episode "I Want To Be Here.

## The song with lyrics

**Rebecca**:
*Story!*
*Story!*
*What’s your story?*

*Story!*
*Story!*
*What’s your crime?*

*What got you here?*
*Rage, lust or fear?*

*We all got a story*
'*cause we’re doing time.*

*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*

*Rat-ta-ta!*

...tell, tell your story.

**Prisoner #1**:
Um, okay fine.

My boyfriend had meth in the
glove compartment of our car
and I got pulled over for something
else and a cop found it.

**Rebecca**:
Oh, well did you dump that
good-for-nothing-drug-planting boyfriend?

**Prisoner**:
No, we’re still together I love him.

**Rebecca**:
Oh, well did you at least tell the cops
that it was his meth?

**Prisoner #1**:
I mean I could have turned him in
but...my boyfriend and I have a son.
I can't risk our child having
both parents in jail.

**Rebecca**:
That's true...that's, that's a good point...

*Story!*
*Story!*
*Let’s hear another story!*
*Story!*
*Story!*
*That one was just sad!*
*What’s does your story say*
*about the patriarchy?*
*We have all got stories*
'*cause we did bad!*

*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*

Story go!

**Prisoner #2:**
Okay, I stole a sweater from the mall.

**Rebecca**:
Ooooh!
Have you been stealing all your life?
Was this the culmination of a lifetime
of kleptomania?

Or were you doing it to
stick it to the problematic fashion industry?

**Prisoner #2:**
No...the heat went out in my apartment and
I couldn’t afford a sweater so I stole one.

**White Prisoner:**
Oh hey, I stole a sweater too.
I got two months, how long are you in for?

**Prisoner #2:**
Three years.

**White Prisoner:**
I’m so sorry.
I’m so sorry.

**Rebecca:**
*Story!*
*Story!*
*These are barely stories!*
*They’re just bleak anecdotes*
*with no start or end!*

Go, tell your story,
tell your story!

**Prisoner #3:**
Okay, sure I have story.
I’m in here for murder.

**Rebecca:**
Oooh, murder!
Juicy!
*Rat-ta-ta!*

**Prisoner #2:**
While I wasn’t driving
my daughter texted me
that she was in the hospital
that I got so distracted I
hit a teenager that was crossing
the street and he died.

**Rebecca:**
*Story!*
*Story!*
*Oh my God with that story!*
*Story!*
*Story!*
*Take away her chair!*

**White Prisoner:**
I’m so sorry.
I’m so sorry.
What can I do?

Oh, sorry, sorry!

**Rebecca:**
Okay, okay you know what?
I’m just going to share my story
because you guys aren’t really
versed with a sense of story structure.
So I’m gonna show you how it’s done.

Uh!

I was a no-good manipulative
love addict with undiagnosed
Borderline Personality Disorder.

I swindled!
Drum!

I cheated!
Drum!

I called out a hit on
my ex-boyfriends' girlfriend!
Drum!
Drum!

Then one day this guy Trent
came into my life.

He was ironically just like me.

And he tries to kill the man I loved
so I pushed him off a building!

And then when I plead guilty,
just for like metaphorical symbolism,
the judge knew I was innocent
so she didn’t accept my plea but
I wanted to go to jail anyway.

**Prisoner #1:**
Wait, what?

**Prisoner #2:**
You don't have to be here?

**Councilor:**
You chose to be here?

**Rebecca:**
Yeah!

*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*

Wait!

*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*
*Rat-ta-ta!*

*Rat-ta-ta.*
*Rat-ta-ta.*
*Rat-ta-ta.*

*Rat-ta-ta.*
*Rat-ta-ta.*
*Rat-ta-ta.*