(Wayne Kemp)   Conway Twitty & Loretta Lynn      Well, the kids came out to play last Sunday morning   And I came in from playing all night long   I walked in and slammed the door    And put my cigarette out on the floor   And I told her a dirty joke and the fight was on.      Well, you better quit bringing    Those barroom habits home to mama   Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie    When you know that's not my name   When you come home it's like a bad dream   I follow you round tryin' to keep the place clean   You better quit bringing    Those barroom habits home to mama.      --- Istrumental ---      Last night I got high and I got lonesome   And I remember just what I needed was waitin' at home   I popped a top all over the wall    And after that she wasn't friendly at all   And I could tell by the look in her eye    That I done something wrong   Well, you better quit bringing.      Yeah, you better quit bringing   Those barroom habits home to mama   Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie    When you know that's not my name   When you come home it's like a bad dream   I follow you round tryin' to keep the place clean   You better quit bringing    Those barroom habits home to mama...